Chapter 239
[Translator – Peptobismol]
War?’
Hearing the Dragon King’s words, Ronan frowned. Judging by the solemn tone in his voice, it didn’t seem like he was simply swept up in the moment.
Suddenly, a bishop’s words flashed through his mind. He had said that once a new head emerged, Navardose would no longer be his match. Ronan’s mind raced.
The behavior differing from rumors, the suspicious claim that he was no longer wary of Navardose, and the contact with Nebula Clazier. Soon, he processed the given information and cursed under his breath.
“Shit. That crazy lizard.”
“R-Ronan? What’s wrong all of a sudden?”
Aselle asked in a flustered voice. Instead of answering, Ronan clenched his fist. That two-headed bastard was preparing for war against Navardose, feeding off the power of the bald bastards.
‘So that’s why he wasn’t wary anymore.’