Capítulo 708: KingSlayer

In stark contrast to the egoist marionette that Leo encountered before, the real Marcus D. Evanus knelt before him without shame, his trembling and his tongue stuttering as he begged for his life.

The blood-stained remnants of his royal attire clung to him like a mockery of his former power. Tears and snot streaked his pale face as he clasped his hands in desperation.

"Please… please don't kill me!" Marcus sobbed, his voice cracking under the weight of fear. "I-I'll do anything! Money, power, land—whatever you want, it's yours! Just spare me!" His words stumbled over one another, desperation rendering him incoherent.

Leo stood over him, the weight of the moment reflected in his cold, calculating gaze. His body, battered and bloodied, exuded an air of menace that Marcus couldn't comprehend. His daggers gleamed faintly in the dim light, their edges wet with the blood of those who had fallen before him.