Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2847 Without exception, Sergio ordered every Harding family member not to leave Chetvine easily. He wanted to avoid anyone getting killed by Andrew and turning into another unlucky casualty. In a small private estate on the outskirts of Chetvine, Guillermo. reclined on a lounge chair with his eyes closed. Jose and Lorenzo stood on either side of him, their expressions completely different. Jose looked amused yet surprised as he said, "He actually survived, and even broke the energy core seal. I'm really curious how he pulled that off." Lorenzo gritted his teeth. "Mr.

Vazquez, if you don't destroy the problem at its source, it will always come back." However, Guillermo remained unfazed as he kept resting with his eyes shut, Lorenzo grew agitated. "Mr. Vazquez, with that final seal broken, he'll rise like a king restored to his throne. The next time we see him, he might be a martial god. How are we supposed to handle that?" Guillermo replied calmly, "If it's fate, what can we do?" Jose chuckled. "Mr. Vazquez, that doesn't sound like you. You've ---- never believed in fate, only in yourself." Guillermo's eyes snapped open, cold and furious.

"If you don't know how to talk right, then don't." Jose shrank back with a grin. "Got it!" he said, then quickly slipped out the door. He had always run his mouth and expressed whatever half-baked thoughts he had, and Guillermo had tolerated it for years. In the past, Guillermo ignored Jose's nonsense because he saw him as a simple brute with an empty head. But today, even though Jose's words were no harsher than usual, Guillermo found himself unable to endure them. He might have looked calm on the surface, yet inside, he was restless, irritated, and itching to kill someone.

Lorenzo quickly stepped forward. "Mr. Vazquez, we have to eliminate him completely before it's too late!" Guillermo shot him a cold glare. "Yes, you're right. But enlighten me... How do we eliminate him?" He continued, "Do you know where he is right now? Do you know what level he's reached?" Lorenzo choked in silence as his face turned red. Suddenly, Guillermo roared in fury and struck the table beside ---- him, shattering it instantly. Lorenzo stammered, "M-Mr. Vazque..." Guillermo's face twisted in rage. "Useless! All of you! Get out!" Lorenzo slunk away.

It was the first time he had ever seen Guillermo lose control like this. Even when Reginald left Holtrien, Guillermo had never been this furious. Soon, the room was empty except for Guillermo, whose eyes flickered between murderous intent, helplessness, and unstable rage. A low chuckle drifted through the room. "Well, well... are you panicking?" a voice teased. Guillermo froze, chilled to the bone. He turned slowly and narrowed his eyes at the old man who had appeared inside the room without him noticing.

The man had half-white, half-black hair, and his deep gaze dragged Guillermo back to memories he wished he could forget. Guillermo remained wary as he said, "There's nothing between us anymore, so what are you here for?" The man was none other than Christopher Fillmore, or as the world called him, Wyrmhelm. He had rushed from the far ---- western lands. In the martial world and the political halls of Holtrien, he was hailed as one of the last true legends.