C2299 Aine the Brain

Asaru was like a god that descended from the heavens. Blood dripped from the axe in his hand as he majestically welcomed Ainphent.

Unexpectedly, the other person's face turned cold, and he angrily said, "Who told you to kill them? These three are my captives!"

Asaru, who was about to accept the praise, suddenly froze. His lips moved and he didn't retort. He thought to himself