"Oh yes, Belek, I heard that the charred body over there is a prince?" Mas asked in all seriousness while pointing at the black humanoid creature lying on the ground not far away. Then, he saw the black creature subconsciously tremble a few times.
"Ah, brother Dyson, you're talking about Prince Charles, right? What's wrong? Aren't you already at his level? Do you still want to silence him and prevent future trouble?"
Belek's voice became softer and softer until the last few words were as soft as a mosquito.
"Pesident Belek. I know what words to say and what to do at the appropriate instance. What I mean is… Prince Charles, I heard from the people just now that he bullies people and plunders people. I just want to ask about the whereabouts of his ill-gotten wealth?"
Looking at Belek's serious expression, Mas felt a little embarrassed. Other people were worried about him while he was thinking about how to get rich. It was really…
