"Young Master, must I really do this?"
"Yes."
"How long must I do this?"
"Until I'm satisfied."
A groan escaped Cristopher's lips as he crawled on the ground on all fours. His two Avatars, Brutus and Bruno, quietly watched their pitiful master, not daring to do anything to help him because Thirteen forbade them from doing anything.
Currently, the seven-year-old was riding on Brutus' shoulders as they walked toward the North end of the Houdini Desert.
The Ogre was pulling what seemed to be a makeshift wooden cart, filled with monster parts in it.
The majority of the items placed in it were the scales and claws of the Yellow Striked Dusk Brute, as well as other monster parts that Thirteen and Cristopher had collected after killing so many Monsters.
The wings of the Condors were also there since Thirteen planned to use them as makeshift beds and tents due to how comfortable they were.
