Five hundred years earlier…
A knee-length silver hair man humming cheerfully made his partner stare curiously at his contracted familiar spirit.
"Has he gone mad?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"Looks like we have to leave before he goes berserk."
"I agree with you. The last time he hummed like this, he burned the whole country with his flames."
"I can hear you."
The black-haired man and the black supreme Alpha swallowed nervously when they heard the silver hair man's cold, fierce voice.
"If you plan to talk about me behind my back, do it when I'm not in your mind cell."
The black hair man scratched his neck even though he didn't feel itchy.
"Which one do you want to destroy this time?"
"Today, I'm feeling good, so I won't destroy anything for today."
Once again, the black-haired man and Alpha stared at each other in confusion.
