"Maybe it's time to make a trip back."
Garen recalled everything that had happened since he arrived in this world, and his deepest impressions still came from his time in the Blackboard Region.
Right now, the Scarlet Snow Sect existed in name only. The Elders were gone, the Guardian was missing, so the only ones left holding the Sect up were the Great Supervisor and the Three Hearted Disciples. But even so, the power of the Sect had not really been reduced, because of Carthage, because of Garen himself. But Carthage had not truly revealed his identity yet, so he was still a part of the Scarlet Snow Sect. As for Garen…
On the surface, he was just a Non-Falling Level Five, but in truth he had the Armor of Ice, and could reach Level Nine. But he had no idea about the Level Nine fighting style, and with just the power of a Level Nine fighter, he could not understand the corresponding knowledge.
Garen flew straight for the Courtroom.
Clang clang clang…