The bald, black-armored warrior glanced sideways at George, then went to rest. He was very satisfied with George’s performance as his housekeeper. First of all, George was a Demigod, and thus didn’t pose any threat to him. Second of all, George was indeed talented, and made suitable arrangements for all of the forces throughout the mountain range. He now believed that his decision in the past to not kill George was one of his wisest decisions.
This time, there weren’t many casualties, and so George quickly finished the arrangements.
Night. Within the mountain castle. George stood in front of a window, staring through it at a curved, devilish red moon. This curved devilish red moon reminded him…this was the Netherworld! Not his homeland, the Yulan continent.
