Apollo and Gwenie were hidden among the crowd of Beastmen.
Apollo gazed at the newly posted wanted notice. The gentle smile on his face didn't falter, but his eyes held a hint of mockery. "Look at that. Who said all the Beastmen in this world are simple, honest, and upright? Isn't this Isaac quite the dirty schemer?"
Gwenie's expression was indifferent. "This is good. Let Isaac draw her attention while we go free the Master."
"This war has lasted for ten thousand years. It's time it came to an end. We will be the final victors."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gwenie turned to leave.
But Apollo didn't move. The smile on his lips widened as he said, "Don't be so hasty. That female did this to me. I have to give her a little something in return."
"Let's just... leak her whereabouts to these Beastmen. I hope she likes the gift I'm sending her."
