In front of the mansion, on the large plaza, servants surrounded the space and barricaded any entrance from the city Rag to the entrance of the outskirts. The servants in their colourful robes and black, tall hats all lined up around two people in the plaza, giving them a huge space to fight to their hearts' content.
On the stairs, sitting on a chair, Elder D watched with his eyebrows furrowed. He was worried. The words Lia talked about were frightening but even he knew that there was no way around it.
There would be a war against the Ghost King. And it would be merciless.
Mika agreed to the fight thanks to Lia's taunting and despite Elder D not being comfortable with the idea, he couldn't just reject the new Immortal King any longer.
As a hidden family, it was still his duty to assist and support the Immortal King. It was only… this Immortal King was not what he expected one to be.
