"My Lord, we haven't finished packing yet," Dolare said in a hurry upon seeing Horan command everyone to set off immediately. But, noticing the other party ignore his words, Dolare became flustered, almost shouting in response, "My Lord, we'll lose a lot of money if we don't pack up all the purchased goods…"
"Is money or your life more important for you?" Horan glared at him, startling him.
"M-My life, sir." Dolare stammered in response, failing to understand just why Horan was behaving in this way, especially since he was a Pseudo-Saint.
In their world, the strongest active among all races was only a Pseudo-Saint. This meant that Horan Fawnker didn't have anything to worry about, especially since in terms of Pseudo-Saints alone, he was the strongest, possessing the best combination of elements as a Warrior and a Mage under his disposal.
