Chapter 417: Victor Vs The Elders

A Few Minutes to the Arrival of the Crimson Leviathan....

The City of Milk and Honey had very beautiful buildings.

Each one of them was a testament to the architectural brilliance of the Giant Shadow Werewolves.

In one of its primary official buildings, erected high with pillars so thick that five people hugging it would make its circumference, a young boy that looked about the age of fifteen strolled through the long, broad corridors.

Every kiss of his leather slippers against the ground was loud, evidence of his hurried steps.

He had only just arrived a day ago, and the Elders had summoned him.

As he walked through the corridors, some people around him whispered to themselves at the sight of him.

This, he took notice of, but intentionally paid no mind.