When the first light of dawn sprinkled on the surface of the Angry River, Colin finally set foot on the land of the eastern boundary.
This was his first time coming to the east of Angry River, looking at the crumbling city and the chaos left by the war, Colin sneered, feeling it was quite dull.
Stepping off the pier, onto the moist ground of the harbor, with each step, streaks of blood would seep out, as if the stubborn Pegasus Navy warriors who refused to die were cursing Colin, the demon who singlehandedly brought down the biggest barrier in the East.
"My Lord Count!"
Orlando, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, quickly stepped forward to greet Colin.
Colin smiled and nodded, "Mr. Orlando, you've worked hard."
"To serve you, my lord, is my honor!"
Colin looked at the Alfalfa Brotherhood's president, who had a fawning smile on his face, and couldn't help but start contemplating how to deal with him.
