Transmigrated Into the World of Magic and Swords-Chapter 322: Leoric Begs for His Life

Sylas and the others were stunned by the sudden shout.

"Who dares act arrogantly in our place!" the elders roared angrily.

"Let’s see who he is?" Sylas rose from his seat and left the main hall, followed by the others.

The moment they saw Elder Kaelen and Elder Fenric standing on a huge bird, their expressions shifted from anger to anxiety.

"Elder Kaelen, Elder Fenric, what brings you to my place? Why do you look displeased? Is there some misunderstanding here?" Sylas was like a little cat before them because they could destroy his organization easily.

Elder Kaelen and Elder Fenric shot a cold glance at Leoric.

Leoric’s legs instantly turned frail, and fear emerged within him.

’What’s going on? Why do they seem angry with me?’

He had no idea who Ren was, so he still didn’t know what was going on.

"Sylas, we will give you two choices: kill your son, or we will eliminate you all." Elder Kaelen replied coldly.

Sylas instantly turned to his son and asked angrily, "Leoric, what did you do?"

"Father, I didn’t do anything." Leoric panicked because his life was at stake. "Elders, there must be some misunderstanding here. I never hurt any members of the Blue Moon Organization. I swear!"

"Didn’t do anything? Have you forgotten what you did at the Crimson Sun Organization’s base? Or should I help you remember it?" Elder Fenric’s voice was cold and sharp.

"Not only did you order your subordinates to kill our Young Palace Master, but you even dared to threaten him. Tell me. How should I deal with you?" Elder Kaelen’s eyes gleamed with terrifying sharpness as he stared at Leoric.

Sylas and the elders widened their eyes in shock.

’Threatening and trying to kill their Young Palace Master? Are you saying he attempted to kill someone from their main branch?’

Rage pulsed through their veins as they stared at him.

"What Young Palace Master? I never atta-" Leoric stopped his words halfway when a memory of him ordering his subordinates to kill Ren flashed through his mind.

’Don’t tell me...’

He knew Ren was not from the Crimson Sun Organization, but he never expected him to be from the Blue Moon Organization.

Bang!

He fell to his butt as terror overtook his face.

"Fath...father, I...I didn’t know he was from the Blue Moon Organization. I...I thought he was just a random person at the Crimson Sun Organization’s base." Tears of fear filled his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Sylas and the elders were breathless with anger.

Now that they knew Leoric had attacked their Young Palace Master, they didn’t know what to do, especially when they saw the angry expressions of Elder Kaelen and Elder Fenric.

"Father, please save me. Please." Leoric crawled toward his father and hugged his legs.

Sylas gritted his teeth before shifting his gaze to Elder Kaelen and Elder Fenric. "Could you please solve this problem without shedding blood?"

"No!" Elder Kaelen refused. "It’s either you kill your son or we will wipe out your organization and everyone in it."

"Father, please don’t kill me. Please." Leoric turned to them and begged with a trembling voice. "Elders, I didn’t know he was from your main branch. Please give me a chance to atone for my mistake. Please, don’t kill me!"

"Elders, my son had no idea who he was. Please, have mercy on him." Sylas tried to change their minds again.

"So, you choose to save your son, huh?" Elder Fenric retrieved his staff from his space ring. "Then the Green Flame Organization will vanish from this world today."

Just as he was about to launch a deadly attack, the elders of the Green Flame Organization interfered: three begged Fenric to stop while the others quarreled with Sylas.

"Leader, please reconsider your decision."

"Leader, the future of our faction and the lives of thousands of members are on your shoulders. Please think carefully before deciding it."

"Leader, you will disappoint our ancestors if you behave like this."

The elders indirectly told Sylas to put their organization first.

They knew they were cruel, but as the leader, he should not think only of his family because the moment he rose to the position of leader, he was no longer just Leoric’s father, but he was a father to all the members.

"You want me to kill my own son?!" Sylas exploded with rage.

No matter how bad Leoric was, he was still his son, so he didn’t want to lose him forever.

"What if this happened to you all? Are you willing to kill your son, too?" Sylas roared.

The brown-haired elder gritted his teeth.

"Then, you give me no other choice, leader." The brown-haired elder took out his sword and swung it, intending to cut off Leoric’s head.

Leoric trembled when he saw the weapon approaching him.

But just as the blade was about to slice his neck, a golden spear appeared out of nowhere, blocking the strike and saving his life.

"You dare?!" Sylas raised his right leg and kicked the brown-haired elder, sending him flying into the air.

The other elders retrieved their weapons and tried to kill Leoric, too. Since Sylas refused to kill his son, then they would take the job to end his life.

The life of one person was not worth the lives of thousands of people, so they were willing to fight their leader.

"How dare you try to kill my son!" Sylas could not suppress his anger and attacked them seriously.

As his father was fighting ten elders, Leoric crawled back trembling.

’No...no...’

He wanted to leave that place, but his legs had turned frail from fear.

"Leader, you force us to do this, so don’t blame us! Lightning Tiger!"

"Earth Splitting Slash!"

"Metal bullets!"

"Ice Meteor!"

"Flame Tornado Strike!"

They used their strongest magic and skills to defeat Sylas.

Even though he was stronger than them, it was ten versus one, so he could not hold his ground for long.

"Cough!" Sylas coughed up blood as he was thrown into the air.

*Slash...Slash...Slash...

Before his body crashed to the ground, five elders launched another deadly attack.

"Aaaggghhh..." A scream of agony filled the air.

His right arm and left leg were severed from his body, and his blood painted the pavement red.

Bang!

His body rolled several times before finally hitting a boulder.

The elders no longer attacked him.

Instead, they approached Leoric because their organization would not survive if he were alive.

"No! No! No!" Leoric dragged his body back in fear.

His father could no longer move his body, so no one would save him now.

"Stop! I order you to stop now!" Sylas screamed desperately.

But even so, the elders ignored him and kept approaching his son.

"Young Leader, don’t blame us for this. All of this would not have happened if you hadn’t offended their Young Palace Master."

"I’ve hated you for using your status to do whatever you want within our faction. Now, I can finally avenge your victims."

"Young Leader, remember this in your next life. Think carefully first before doing something because one mistake could cost you your life."

They raised their weapons and swung it together.

"No!" Leoric’s last scream filled the air.