Bab 902: Lingering Issues

Kuzon gracefully descended from his height, using Magic to gather the gore into a single pile by the side so he wouldn't get stained.

'I'll leave it there... for now.' His thoughts trailed.

For now, there were more pressing matters that he had to settle.

And they were staring him right in the face.

[A Short While Later]

"You guys really don't have to be so tense around me. Honestly, it's cool."

Kuzon fought back the urge to sigh as he tried to assure these people.

Ever since he had vanquished the Midas troop that had tried to slaughter them, they had treated him like a god.

He didn't realize when they shifted their loyalty from the Midas Emperor to him, the Midas Slayer.

Apparently, he was now a hero to these people.

'Have they forgotten the fact that the attack on their Shelter was my fault in the first place?' He really couldn't deal with these types of people.

'The sooner I leave, the better.' He decided within himself.