"I shall complete the mission His Majesty assigned to me."
The purple-haired man, half-flesh and half-skeleton, stood calmly in the sky above the Dragonspine Snow Mountain; he watched as the mountain range beneath his feet cracked and gradually sank. He put his quill pen and books aside.
The massive snow mountain had collapsed. There would be no winter at the border. Instead, it would be replaced by a never-ending swarm of goldbiter rats. It was unclear who posed the greater threat.
"On the one hand, using the goldbiter rats from the experiment to spend ten years hollowing out the Dragonspine Snow Mountain can remove the natural moat that spans between the northern and southern kingdoms. On the other hand, it can exploit the goldbiter rats to control the border. Aside from that, it is also an army of formidable magical beasts. I am curious how many people it can kill in one shot. His Majesty is truly a mastermind."
