Stoke had orders from Wren, who was the Holy Lord, and used this to great advantage. "Get him!"He was filled with glee upon giving the order. He thought the other elder, Merv, and the disciples would rush forward to tie Travies up.After waiting for a while, he found everyone hesitant. They looked at him strangely."Are you disobeying orders?" Stoke was enraged.It was not easy for him to get an opportunity to exert power and be given the chance to take down Travis, whom he never liked. Why would these people suddenly fail him?Merv and Travis looked at each other.Travis smiled. "I know you've always been unhappy with me, but it's no reason to be in a hurry to do anything to me. I'm still the Saint, after all. Do you think you stand to benefit from anything by offending me?" "You…" Stoke was struck dumb. He looked at Merv and the other disciples. There were unfriendly looks on their faces. Travis was right. He was still the Saint. Wren had ordered him to take Travis back, not
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