Ricky's words made Baron's Totonk's hangover disappear for a couple of moments. The soldiers and the old mage standing beside the baron's throne had a 'what the hell is this kid talking about' look on their faces.

"Ghost?" The name brought back the memories of Jane trying to convince him to arrest Ghost. The baron knew she spent the last of her days being mad at Ghost. He was the only one who messed with her and remained unscathed. At that time, his duty as a baron seemed more important than caring for Jane's tantrum. After she died, Baron Totonk couldn't care less about this barony and his baron status. In his drunkard state, his anger shifted from the nobles to Ghost.

The Baron either interrogated or killed everyone who had the motive and reason to kill Jane except one person; Ghost. Just like Ghost, Baron Totonk also knew Lord Information. According to the elf, there were some ancient spells that could open a temporary portal connecting the outside world and the Nether realm during the seven days. The Baron couldn't help thinking if Ghost used some means to come outside, kill his daughter, and return to the Nether Realm. It'd be a perfect crime as no one would believe someone could come out of the Nether Realm before the opening of the portals.

Even if Ghost had nothing to do with Jane's death, by punishing Ghost, he could give what Jane asked him. He thought of this as her last wish.

"His Majesty Ghost? Hahaha" The baron burst into laughter. Ricky saw his laughter turning eviler by the second.

When the rumors began that the baron had gone mad, Ricky didn't believe it. However, seeing him laugh like this, Ricky started to have second thoughts.

"What kind of booze you drank? Pfft, GhostKing"

The old mage realized something was going on here as he walked towards the baron.

"Here's the king's decree" Ricky was smart enough to realize that if he continued to talk to the baron, something bad could happen.

Ricky saw drunkards start fights for no reason during his time as a gate guard.

He quickly retrieved the parchment from his space ring and handed over the decree to the old man standing beside the baron as he looked calm and composed, unlike the baron.

The baron took a long gulp of booze while the old man was reading the parchment. Soon after the old man read the parchment for a couple of seconds, a glimmer of shock and surprise appeared in his old eyes. His hands even slightly shivered.

"My Lord" with his eyes wide open, the old mage turned his gaze towards the baron.

"My Lord" the old mage called again to take away the baron's attention from the booze bottle in his hand.

Smack!

The baron smashed the booze bottle on the head of the noble prisoner before him. Ricky was stunned as he took a step back in fear. He looked over his shoulder, waiting for Ghost to walk into the hall. Ricky kinda started to regret coming here alone. He would have waited outside if it wasn't for Ghost and Claire taking a stroll around the manor to get to know the landscape more as Ghost would live here after today.

"He's telling the truth. This is not barony anymore, its kingdom of Bradford"

"What rubbish are you blabbering? Give me that" the baron pulled the parchment from the old mage's hands.

Despite the hangover, the baron could read the metallic black letters on the golden parchment. Ricky and the old mage both saw the veins on the baron's forehead popping out. They could hear the sound of baron's teeth grinding against each other. His body trembled as they sensed a cold murderous aura filling the hall.

"So this is how they repay me and the Totonk legacy?" The baron said, crumbling the parchment.

"That bastard!" Ricky wondered if the baron was cursing the king or Ghost.

Either way, Ricky knew the baron would not leave peacefully, not with his current state.

"There is nothing we can do My lord." Compared to Ricky, the old man had so much life experience. He could tell for sure that the situation is going to escalate to another level. Although what King Bredia had done was ungrateful and borderline disrespectful, they could do nothing. After signing the parchment, even King Bredia had no power in Bradford anymore.

Bradford belonged to no one but Ghost himself as he is the king from today onwards.

"Oh I disagree Yenob. I can still do this!" as he said, the baron immediately dashed at Ricky. Unlike everyone in the room, Ricky was not very experienced in battle. His reflex and reaction time was way slower as Ricky didn't even realize what just happened until he got lifted up by his neck.

Ricky felt the grab around his neck getting tightened. He started to struggle to breathe.

"My Lord" Yenob, the old mage tried to stop the baron but was stopped in his path by a death glare came for the baron.

"Let him go, Baron" suddenly a melodic voice reverberated through the throne hall. Although Ricky sighed in relief, he wanted the baron to let him go so he could breathe.

The baron and everyone saw a girl with golden hair gracefully walking towards them. Her eyes contained a sliver of anger.

"Sect Leader Claire" Yenob recognized the girl. It has been almost two years since Yenob has seen Claire. She didn't seem like the girl he saw two years ago.

"Let Ricky go before he comes here, Baron" Claire came to stand beside Ricky. She was more concerned about what would happen to the barren and his men if Ghost saw this rather than being mad at the baron for treating Ricky like this.

"You think I'm afraid of him?" The baron was obviously not thinking it clear due to his current state, Claire knew that.

"Im telling you for your own sake Baron. If you aren't afraid of him, you should be. Now let him go before this escalates any further"

"Did he kill my Jane?"

Still, the baron hadn't let go of Ricky as Ricky's face started to turn purple.

"No, what are you talking about? We all know who killed her"

Whoosh!

Just when the baron was about to say something and Ricky was going to faint, a powerful gust of wind blasted away the baron and Yenob. CLaire heard the crackling noise of lightning bolts coming from behind.

"My Lord!" The soldiers immediately rushed towards the baron to project him as well as help him stand on his feet.

"Ghost" Claire turned back to see Ghost standing in front of her. The golden lightning bolts danced around his right hand while his left hand had a sleeping Nightmare.

The three noble prisoners were wiggling on the ground. Their heads were covered. Hence they had no idea what just happened. They just felt a powerful gust of wind pushing them onto the ground face first.

"I want to send you with the respect you deserve baron Totonk. Don't make it difficult for you. Take a walk and calm yourself down" Claire couldn't help signing in relief. She almost thought Ghost was going to massacre everyone.

Recently he was becoming very unpredictable as though he was a ticking time bomb.

There were twelve people in the hall excluding Claire, Ricky and Ghost himself. Baron Totonk was at the Core Formation stage level 3 while the old mage was at Core Strengthening stage level 3. The rest of the guards were only at Core Formation stage level 6.

If Michael wanted, he could kill every single one of them including the old mage. Honestly, he wanted to kill them, he wanted to massacre them. He was resisting killing them with every fiber in his body.

"Take them away Sect Leader Claire" Michael doubted he would be able to stop himself from killing them.

"System, what the hell is wrong with me?" Michael asked the system before turning back to leave the throne hall.

[System level is too low to answer the host's question. Please upgrade the system level]

"So something is wrong with me? Fuck" Michael cussed inside as he walked towards the door to leave the throne hall.

He could feel the bloodthirstiness increasing inside him at a monstrous speed. At this rate, he would really be the dark lord everyone was so afraid of.

"STOP!"

Claire saw Baron Totonk screaming as loud as he could. His eyes were bloodshot red. It was obvious the baron was furious. Regardless of the baron's scream, Michael didn't hear him. He was too focused on controlling himself from massacring everyone.

He continued to walk away when Claire saw a ball of purplish fire appear before the baron's hand.

"DON'T!" Claire was too late as the baron threw the fireball at Ghost.

It was not a powerful spell, just a miscellaneous spell used to chase away low-level beasts. The spell was quick to cast as well as it was a chantless spell.

The fireball soared through the air like an arrow. Just as it was about to hit Michael, a light blue translucent shield appeared around him. The fireball disappeared when it hit the shield.

Claire's heart skipped a beat when she saw Ghost halt his steps. He slowly turned back as she saw the veins on his face popping up. He was literally shaking and Claire had never seen Ghost shiver in anger.

"Ghost" Claire approached him cautiously because something didn't feel right to her.

"Do not test me"