Chapter 283. The Mercenary King (2)
Boom!
A deafening shockwave burst through the palace as two swords collided, rattling the main structure.
"Arghhh!"
"Hurghk!"
Most of the nobles standing nearby collapsed, coughing up blood as they hit the floor. Those in front desperately tried to shield themselves with mana, but the sheer violence of the impact overwhelmed even their best efforts.
Crash!
A window shattered under the force, sunlight pouring into the main palace in jagged shafts.
Caron gripped Guillotine tightly, grinning as he remarked, "Just as the rumors say—quick-tempered to the bone, aren't you, Your Majesty the Mercenary King?"
"So you have broken past 8-Star," Nelson said, eyes narrowed. "Where the hell did a freak like you come from?"
"Do I need your permission to exist? I go where I damn well please," Caron answered.
"Hah! That's funny—very funny. With a mug like yours, someone would've noticed. Amazing your name hasn't gotten out," Nelson said.
Whoosh!