The Military Chef of a Ruined World
Chapter 121.2
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, I painstakingly rose from the ground and approached the fallen gluttonous beast.
As I moved towards the scattered vampire remains, I instructed my comrades, “Make sure he can’t move.”
“Yes…!”
“Ugh. Rise, brothers.”
“Your command, my lord.”
“Ugh. My back…”
Somehow, the vampires, battling through their pain, managed to bind the gluttonous beast to the ground.
Creak!
The beast grunted in irritation; its freedom taken away.
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