LIKE MOTHER, LIKE SON

NIKOLAI snapped out of his trance when he saw the foxy boy run towards Neoma. "Glenn, apprehend the strange boy."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Glenn answered and in just the blink of an eye, the knight was already putting the strange boy's hands behind his back.

And Neoma was now in the arms of the foxy boy.

Still, he felt pissed for some reason.

Thankfully, he was distracted when South, the phoenix, flew towards him. The nearer it got, the more it reduced in size. When the Vermillion Bird finally landed on his shoulder, it was already just the size of an average eagle.

The phoenix was still engulfed in red flame, but the flame didn't burn him. His Soul Beasts couldn't hurt him because he had already mastered controlling them.