In the deeper levels of the Abyss, deep where the depth no longer could be measured, two men came in contact.
“Since you came to find me, it must mean things went wrong, right?” One of the men was sitting on top of the corpse of a Worm-level Blue Dragon, the Guildmaster of the Scorn Guild.
“Sorry, that’s just how things turned out,” Shadow, one of the Three Elders and Vice Guildmaster of the Scorn Guild, responded genuinely.
He usually never expressed his true thoughts, but this case was different. That was because he was talking to a comrade and also one of the very few people that he respected. Whether it was strength or character, New Korea was much too small to suit the ruler.
The man was also glad to see his fellow comrade. “There isn’t anything for you to be sorry about. If anything, it’s my fault for abandoning the guild and going around on my own.”
“But your expression seems much too bright for you to be saying that. Did you get the power, then?” Shadow laughed lightly as he asked, though he co...
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