Chapter 1851 Why Couldn't He Stop Messing Around

“Okay.” “There’s no time to waste!” Maxime concluded with a wave of his hand. “You should leave right away for Herlas City. Bring Cicero with you. He is a descendant of Emperor Martyn, after all. After you two have entered the royal tomb, he will be able to help you.” “Ok.” Tyr nodded. “Where is that guy now?” “He lives in the Regulus family manor in Imperial City,” Maxime replied. “That guy isn’t trustworthy, so you’ll have to go to him.” Maxime let out a yawn as he said this. He appeared frail as if he needed a good sleep. “Dragun Squad and I can no longer intervene with your mission in the royal tomb this time, so you’ll have to act as you see fit. You must exercise caution. Since there is a legend about the elixir of life circulating about the royal tomb, a large number of Demigods will be drawn to it, as they’re all going after the elixir. Additionally, since Spartacus let out another slash to save you, that means he can’t keep those old monsters at bay any longer. I wish you a sa