Bab 454: Collateral Damage

"I must thank you for leading me straight to the iron meteorites by the way," Jean continued cheerfully. "Without your assistance, it would be nigh impossible for me to sneak into the mines to get my fair share."

"Fair share?" Atticus echoed with a snort of disbelief. "You've stolen from the mines before setting the rest on fire. I would hardly count that as 'fair share'."

Jean Nott merely laughed at Atticus's reply, shaking his head as he did. "Same difference," he said. "I would say that it's the same for you, is it not, Your Majesty? You enjoy taking what doesn't belong to you. First your wife, now…"

He glanced around at Xahan, and as he did, so did Atticus. The city was turned into rubble and ash. What was once the prosperous nation that thrived under King Calarian's rule had been decimated all in one night by Jean Nott's hands. He didn't even need any aid― just one man alone was enough for such destruction.