Chapter 13 Medieval Taxes
"You lowly merchant! How dare you blaspheme the sacred!"
Leon's thunderous voice was no mere outburst.
As a living saint and demigod, the highest-ranked being in the human world, every word he spoke carried magic.
And that wrath—when it came from such a being—was not something an ordinary human could bear.
"Hrk...!"
It became hard to breathe. His eardrums rang. His mind grew hazy.
The fury of a divine emissary—something mere mortals couldn't even imagine—was enough to make Director Park's heart skip a beat.
And even if he couldn't understand the cause of the rage, one thing became painfully clear:
The fate of Park Jongchan, Executive Director of Doojeong Group, hung completely in the hands of this otherworlder.
"Y-Your Majesty!"
Sensing the imminent danger, Hari quickly stepped in front of Leon. Her knees trembled, but she stood firm as she pleaded.