บท 1232: Fate of the Angel

Soidon felt out of place.

Erlton had left him behind immediately after advising Replicus to keep him. Now, perhaps because the group before him wished to hear his tale once they had settled elsewhere, they continued to talk among themselves, ignoring him. It almost seemed as though he didn't exist.

The former Lich sighed.

To think he had once been hailed as a respectable Arch-Lich with a force of ninety-thousand Doom Knights.

What kind of fate was this?

First, Soidon had explained his situation to Skullius, hoping that he would be intrigued by it, but the Hybrid Luman had openly declared that he didn't give a rat's ass about any of the shocking details he had revealed.

Said Hybrid Luman was now standing frozen behind the four-armed creature, the lime-haired girl in a starry armour, and the beautiful, muscular, dark-skinned woman with the pink and gold sword strapped to her side.

Soidon sighed again.