"Well, you Meow King, how dare you say that I'm putting on airs as the Governor? You are truly arrogant, and your Blackhand clan is as well. Do you really think that the luck bestowed by Avalon can let you escape the fate of Blackhand?"
In the frontline command of Blackflame Mountain Pass, Murphy gritted his teeth as he watched the chat records scrolling fast on the forum.
He realized that this Meow Brother was really courting death, perhaps thinking his strength had grown, and wielding the currently unbeatable legendary battle axe would allow him to do as he pleased. Fine, just continue with your pride and courage. If you manage to find something good in the Black Disaster, I'll write my name and Triss's backward!
Damn it.
The Governor was extremely angry, but the group of "supporters" he had gathered was quite joyful.
Especially Miss Biqi, who was always full of energy.
