Life was truly a mysterious thing.
Because like a chain reaction, major forces within the entire Pyno continent seemed to be having several difficulties of their own.
Far away from Commander Pirus and his fleet, several people were currently praying for their lives as hard as they could.
Dammit!
Who asked them to provoke this monster?
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In a beautifully styled room, a 38-year-old man stood before several kneeling servants with his back facing them.
The kneeling servants all shuddered from fear and didn't dare to look up at all.
The place was now frighteningly quiet, and all that could be heard was the buried breathing from the servants.
On the other hand, the man who had his face gaming them slowly turned around to reveal a small human that had been strapped to his chest.
The person on his chest held a clay teacup and took a sip from the cup angrily.
Yes!
The person was in rage!
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