Faced with the blatant threat and malice of the demon in front of him, Charlot no longer could stand firm. His body went soft as he fell onto the animal skin. It was his remaining will that prompted his pale trembling lips to retort, "You won't succeed, Your Majesty. You'll never succeed! W-We're not foolish barbarians who live in a primitive life. In this era where the gods are rampant, the human in the Green Leaf Mainland still has not fallen under any theocracy so it's even more impossible…"
"Charlot, do you know how dangerous is this giant island under us?" The young man calmly interrupted the old man's words and asked out of the blue.
