Randolph arrived right in front of the gate of the eightieth floor. When he opened the door, his unsteady steps changed drastically. He seemed very optimistic. Randolph stopped not far from the door he entered.
When his eyes looked at the several figures on the floor, neither doubt nor fear could be seen from him.
"The monsters are telling the truth. Everyone seems to be gathered here," Randolph said quietly.
The Matun Bodyguards seemed to be standing parallel to cover Matun who was seen sitting relaxed on a throne. However, these bodyguards had very strange eyes. It was as if they had no consciousness.
"W-are they under someone's control?," said Randolph who was a little unconscious.
These words made Matun who was sitting by showing his cleavage and also her pale white thighs amazed.
"You seem to have quite the instinct, mortal"
"I already guessed. Something's not right here," Randolph muttered.
