While Alex was fighting inside the dungeon, in the outside world it was not peaceful at all.
In a small kingdom near the Far East Empire, war broke out.
A man named stepped out of the black smoke. The air left him uncomfortable. If it was possible, he didn't wish to lead the army in the battlefront personally despite his close relationship with Number 3. But it was a pity that this wasn't a request. It was an order instead. In a organization like the Chaos Organization that respected hierarchy, orders were above all else. Although Duran was dissatisfied, he could only nod in agreement.
Damn it!
Duran gnashed his teeth. His crimson eyes glinted in faint radiance at the thought of his fallen men. He scanned the place that was full of lowly, weak humans… Then, he turned to the soldiers who rushed toward him with a raised weapon.