"!!!"
"…Mortal, what the fuck was that again?"
Aghal spoke…for the first time in hundreds of years. His voice cracked.
He…didn't believe what this fucker had just asked. A being of the same level as him?
"Do…you think they grow on trees that I pluck them and give them to you?"
He couldn't help but speak, too stunned to even curse Malrik.
A cold sweat dripped down Malrik's face as he observed his reaction. But…the deathly aura behind him deterred any loose thoughts. He gulped and took a long breath.
"Y-Your Eminence, my request is just that. A body…of a being on the same level as you."
Malrik…albeit with a bit of difficulty. Inwardly, he was scared shitless.
"That…granddaughter of mine! Just who the fuck did she tangle herself with!? This guy—no, this being…is no less scary than the god speaking. In fact, this guy is even scarier!"
