Madman shouted, "Damn it, I missed you so much!"
Orlog replied flatly, "Then die—ASAP."
"Wait, wait! Don't come any closer! You can have your stuff back, okay?!"
Spotting the distant "Orlog" as a squad leader, Madman immediately slipped into drama mode, looking ready to drop to his knees and beg for mercy.
"He's almost down! That's the vice leader of Godslayer! Whoever bags him will be a hero!"
"Godslayer? Overrated!"
"Yas died under Orgod's ambush. These filthy cowards dared challenge us? They're begging for death!"
Madman's false surrender had the Maple Nation adventurers fired up.
Up on his floating throne, the fake Parlenzo raised both arms like a messiah and roared, "Make Rusina great again, my soldiers!"
Over a dozen battle parties surged forward, and with elite clerics from eight top guilds backing them, there was no escape for this crafty little thief.
"Kill his dragon! I want him alive—no matter the cost!" Parlenzo hissed.
