The paper was low quality.
But the writing on it had quite an elegant hand.
「This letter first started in Solion Impel...」
Pelerian burned the paper as soon as he saw that phrase.
He'd heard about the spread of these cursed chain letters but never thought one would reach him.
"Damn it, these bastards with nothing better to do."
An irritated Pelerian swept back his hair.
He had few places he could call a 'sanctuary'.
Ironically, considering he'd built hundreds of dungeons for himself across the continent.
The dungeons were all research facilities or important installations for achieving greater purposes.
They could be Pelerian's 'outposts' but not 'sanctuaries'.
The Tombstone dungeon built in the magic realm 'Mountains'.
The space secretly built underneath it was, therefore, a very precious place.
Because it was where Pelerian truly built for his end.
