Julius Reed's heart was somewhat unsettled.
Before his memory loss, he had been an emotionless machine.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he saw through the fickleness of human nature and tasted all that the Mortal World offered.
He had long forgotten what emotions even were.
Back then, his preference for Isabella Warm was because everyone in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance flattered him without a shred of sincerity.
Only Isabella Warm would occasionally show her temper and act willfully.
It was her capriciousness that made Julius Reed feel that Demarco Mount still had a touch of human warmth.
He was incredibly tolerant of this personal servant who had defied him on numerous occasions.
Even when...
Even when the Divine Dragon Tripod was lost, he did not blame Isabella Warm.
"Lillian Tompson, when the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance rebelled, did you know about it?"
Julius Reed calmed his heart and asked aloud.
This was the matter he cared about most!
