Chapter 5897

Even though it was a sunny and bright day outside the private room, Veron's heart was as cold as ice.

Bowen!

Veron turned back to look at the private room. She bit her lips tightly and secretly swore. 'No matter what, I will save you. I must save you.'

…

The Raksasa tribe's leaders had gathered in the palace on the other side. Tyson just sent out an invite, saying he had important things to discuss with them.

Dressed in black armor, Tyson stood beside the throne, his face solemn. He exuded an oppressive aura.

Woo!

Upon seeing all the leaders there, Tyson took a deep breath and said, "Since everyone is here, let's begin. For the past few days, I have sent black armored rider armies to look for them everywhere, but they could not find the Queen."

Tyson took a quick scan of his surroundings. "There is a saying in the Nine Mainland that a country cannot survive a day without its leader. I have gathered you all here to hear your thoughts."

Then, Tyson looked at the leader standing