Chapter 5074

Chapter 5074

A cold light glinted in Thea's eyes as she listened to James' words. She continued to stare

at him with barely unveiled contempt.

James could sense the murderous air radiating from Thea. He stopped fooling around at

once.

Then, he tried to explain in the most proper and sincere way, "I am the real James Caden. I

suffered critical injuries

during the battle with Mekaisto. Fortunately, my soul fused with the Endlos Light, and I

managed to survive that way."

"When my soul reawakened eventually, I obtained enlightenment from the Endlos Light

and learned about the Koloretsua Stone’s existence. After that, I searched for the

Koloretsua Stone and fused with it, which resulted in my resurrection. The Orstellen Sect

was a hidden sect that worked on protecting the Koloretsua Stone."

James told them everything that had happened back then. Still, it was evident that Thea

was not convinced in the slightest. She had no doubt that the man was just spouting lies

at that point.

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James shrugged in resignation. "I can't help it if you still don't believe me. With time, you'll

know that I am telling you the truth."

After that, James turned around and walked off.

Waleria took a glance at Thea's darkened face and asked in a small voice, "He seems like

the real James to me. Are you sure he’s not the real deal?"



"He's the Orstellen Sect's saint." Thea drew a long breath.

She badly wanted to believe that Saint Zuriel was the real James. However, she could not

help but doubt the man each time she recalled what Saint Zuriel had done to them until

recently.

James had planned to have a chat with Waleria, who was one of his closest friends. Sadly,

she and the others wouldn’t believe him.

He decided to pay Henrik a visit next.

James arrived at a manor not too far away. He went in through the door and found a group

of people inside the house. Wynton, Yardos, and several others were there too.

"So, all of you were here."

As he walked over to the group, James spotted a beautiful, elegant lady among the group

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of men.

"Zella?" James widened his eyes in surprise.

"James!" Zella got to her feet as she was delighted to see him.

"He’s a fake," Wynton said in a monotonous voice, 'This man is actually Saint Zuriel from

the Orstellen Sect."

'W... What?!" Zella was flustered upon hearing her brother's words.

James smiled a little awkwardly at Zella. Then, he went over to an empty seat and sat

down. "King Marciais wanted to train and enhance my mental fortitude, so he requested




that I change my appearance previously. Now that I have fully mastered the Divine Martial

Art, I no longer have to hide my real identity."

The others continued to stare at James expressionlessly, except for Zella, who was slowly

blinking as she studied James’ face.

"Henrik, do you not believe my words too?" James directed his gaze at Henrik.

Henrik crossed his arms. "How do you expect me to trust you when you can't even

convince Thea to do that?"

"Zella, you have to help me. I only managed to survive because of the inscription you

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gave me a long long time ago." James looked at Zella eagerly.

'Wynton, I think he is James." Zella met Wynton's eyes.

"We can't say for sure at the moment." Wynton went on, " The Orstellen Sect's members

appear to possess great powers and knowledge. If they had imprisoned James and

examined his soul, it wouldn't be difficult for them to learn everything about him."

"You have a point."

Zella nodded slightly and nudged a bit further away from James in her seat.

Not a single soul in the room would believe James and the culprit that had gotten him into

this awkward situation was

none other than King Marciais.

The old James would have kicked up a fuss in this situation. However, James had changed.

As long as his family and friends were safe, this was enough for him.



"I’ll get going now."

James stood up and left the manor. Outside, he used his Zen to search for familiar auras.

A short while later, he stopped in a quiet, secluded area deep in the mountains.

"Sienna!"