บท 350: Young General's Ambition

Two hours ago.

The sun shines beautifully at noon on Qia, the favorite medium world of Light God, the home of angels, the most loyal army of the Gods.

Meanwhile, inside a large white castle, several angels with gray wings walk towards a big gray throne.

"My general." A middle-aged angel kneels in front of a tall young angel with the brightest wings in the room, sitting on the throne. He appears to be between seventeen and eighteen.

The young angel has an extremely arrogant and proud posture. He extends a hand to the middle-aged angel, but not to shake his hand.

The middle-aged angel feels that the young angel's behavior is not worthy of a general, but he cannot do anything about it and kisses the back of his hand.

"May the gods bless you, my loyal servant." The young angel speaks pretentiously.

All the other angels in that throne room have a bad taste in their mouths as they see a young man bless an elder. But they also can do nothing but exalt the new general.