Huh, it's just like a bullied child running to tattletale.
But so what?
Now that Old Manse has died, Field Marshall Hass has turned to my side, and the Twilight collaborators in the army, along with the most fanatical priests, have been sent to die in the Baphomet Underground Palace, this elite wolf people army is already under my control. No matter how dissatisfied Chief Amot is, he can't afford to clash with God's Chosen at a time like this.
Heh, this God's Chosen identity is really useful.
Especially since The Master of Hunting has yet to awaken, whatever I say is akin to divine revelation!
Hmph, Twilight?
Just a bunch of lowly mongrels!
The Pī zhǎo Clan, which I once considered family, has fallen to this point, and these bastards who deceived Botana aren't unrelated!
Huggesen squinted, contemplating that in the current situation, it's not convenient for him to kill that arrogant and disrespectful fool. How about using someone else's hand instead?
