Chapter 19 The Force of Nature

The cold air on his body made Reynord Fontaine tremble subconsciously. His eyes searched around the green trees, his eyes lit up, he stepped forward, and walked straight forward.

He walked to a piece of clean granite among the trees, jumped lightly, and Reynord Fontaine sat on it.

He opened the scroll that had been baptized by the years in his hand, briefly flipped through it, engraved the contents in his mind, and closed it casually. The corners of Reynord Fontaine's eyes...