Facing the roar of the Merfolk envoy Po Han, Nimirda seemed to have already known the outcome, showing neither joy nor surprise.
Boom!
Just as Merfolk Po Han was about to hysterically curse the prince in front of him to vent his longstanding anger, he suddenly heard a thunderous noise coming from the ground.
Jailbreak...
Po Han's mind went blank, with only that word remaining.
After King Simir had delivered his verdict, those Elves supporting Nimirda could no longer hold back and took the initiative to rescue him.
In an instant, the dungeon's door was smashed open, and Po Han saw a dozen Elves squeeze into the cramped dungeon, followed by a dense crowd of people.
The Elves were shouting Nimirda's name, celebrating the survival of this Elven prince. Their gazes were fervent and resolute, yearning to devote all their strength to follow Nimirda, even to the ends of the earth.
Their momentum was even larger than the biggest tide Po Han had seen in his entire life.
