ARIN RIZO, Emperor Corean Shuia Eckrett's loyal spy, dragged a sweating imperial physician with a dagger near the latter's throat.
"Move." The dark and commanding voice of the man behind the black mask made the poor old doctor quiver from fear.
"W-Why are you taking me to the emperor's palace?" His question was not answered no matter how he threatened the imposing man, who was dragging him like he was not a respectable imperial physician.
"This is unacceptable! Wait 'till the emperor heard about this!" For the nth time, he used this sentence. But the wretched man only gave a snort that made the imperial physician lose his one last hope.
No matter how he pondered, he could not remember ever earning the bad blood of the tyrant emperor. Why was he in this situation? It was only a few minutes ago when he was trotting excitedly towards the emperor's palace to deliver the good news, but now he was in this dreadful situation.
