บท 237: Resolution 6

"Matthew, how can your Delman clan remain so unconcerned? If I'm not mistaken, your clan and the Wright clan had a close personal relationship. How can you have the heart to watch the Wright clan be completely destroyed?"

A Spell Caster said in the thick fog. He wore a black robe; his hair was thin and almost bald.

Wizard Matthew and a few other Third-level Spell Casters from the Delman clan had arrived. After all, the future progression of Floating City would be greatly impacted by the existence and survival of the Wright clan.

Moreover, Ozmu was very threatening. Although they were not evenly matched, it was clear that their strength was extremely formidable.

Wizard Matthew looked at the bald-headed man and drifted his gaze back at the Wright clan, his eyes filled with uneasiness. He said sullenly, "It seems that the Wright clan doesn't want to leave Shane. If you leave him, you would have unbeatable strength. Do you all not know the strength of Ozmu?"