Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow laughed again, thinking to say that she would soon be promoted to the rank of Prescott, and if she couldn't deal with something, what could he do? However, she quickly remembered that he had claimed to be very powerful before, and she initially dismissed it as bragging, but after witnessing his series of subsequent events, she felt pain in her cheeks.
She changed her words, "Alright, then I'll appoint you the number one general under my Prescott flag!"
"Hahaha..." Owen Bertram laughed loudly. Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow waved him off, her eyes suddenly turning red. "If you encounter any difficulties, just tell me, don't be polite with me."
"Alright." Owen Bertram answered seriously.
When Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow left, Verna cried bitterly, but when it was dinner time, no one fought with her. She smiled wide, showing her teeth, and thought that it was a shame Clara didn't leave earlier.
