บท 189: Dragon Rider

"DEAREST DAUGHTER, IT IS I, DADDY—"

Rafel scoffed, interrupting Corazón just as soon as she'd started reading.

"It is I, daddy?" He recited sarcastically.

"Who the fuck starts a letter like that? I'll tell you who: a psychopathic, murderous fuck! It makes me, a bonehard narcissist despise the trait. I mean how self-loving is the loathsome prick. Does he think being king means shit this far out at sea? Fuckin' cunt!" Rafel brimmed with fire energy, visible as radiant streaks in his veins. It lit up his skin, so much that his blood pulsed from the inside like volcanic lava.

His friends looked at one another. Someone had to say something—and quickly—to cool him down.

"Israfel, come on. Let her read, okay?"