C357 The So-called Holy King

Under the dim light of the tiny flames, Kawad VI raised his head and looked at Charles.

Under the dim light, his expression was blurry. Only two tiny blue lights were jumping silently in his dry eyes. They could only light up his eyes. It let Charles see his eyeballs spinning weakly.

"You too..."

Kawad VI had just spoken when he stopped. A trace of vigilance flashed across his eyes