"CRASH!"
The newly replaced, exquisite Crystal Cup was once again thrown to the floor by MacLaren, shattering into a thousand pieces.
"Making Ronin the Lord of Rapids Island... What is our King thinking?"
MacLaren had every reason to be angry.
As the tyrants of the Screaming Sea, the Fleming Clan had long considered these waters their own territory. At times, they even treated the Royal Family's fleet as mere guests.
And now, a second nobleman had appeared in the Screaming Sea.
Any outsider could see that His Majesty the King was trying to counterbalance Screaming Island. MacLaren, of course, saw it too, but he was unwilling to admit it to himself.
'No, I can't let Ronin grow stronger.'
After fuming for a long while, MacLaren finally made a decision.
Joss asked, "My lord, are you preparing to make a move against Ronin?"
MacLaren shook his head. "Right now, Ronin is one of Bruno's favorites. It's not a good idea for us to act directly."
