Chapter 98: Vekveta, Lamb Of The Demon (8)
The red-haired man looking at Taesan grimaced.
“You’re just a kid.”
He had a face that belonged to someone who was barely twenty. Age usually corresponded with strength. If he had practiced martial arts in his twenties, it wouldn’t even have been for more than ten years.
“We four had to come for this brat.”
The white-haired man snorted.
“Do you think I came here because I wanted to?”
They were the Swordmasters, the strongest people in this world. Even a mage tower master could not match them.
Yet, they had to gang up to face one person. It was a matter of bruised pride.
Furthermore, they belonged to different countries. It was not pleasant having to join forces from a competitive relationship.
The blue-haired man spoke calmly.
“It’s a direct command from the Lord. Don’t complain.”
“Yeah, yeah.”