Chapter 72
Events that had transpired in Isilia flashed through Khal’s mind.
The Inquisitors of Sanctuarium had previously scattered curses across the island to eradicate Raven’s Beak, a black magic organization.
For some reason, they had played right into Deses’s hands.
Ultimately, Khal had sent every single one of them to the bottom of the sea along with their ship.
‘Not everything was intentional, but since they were on the island, he used them to mess with me.’
An unpleasant sensation churned in Khal’s mind.
“Won’t you shake my hand this time either?”
Deses looked at Khal with a nonchalant expression.
The act of reaching out his hand signified two things.
Would he be recruited? Or would he be an enemy?
Sanctuarium was a superpower, mighty enough to swallow even Lucon whole.
From Khal’s perspective, as someone who had to return to Altair—which shared borders with many nations—it was best to avoid making enemies whenever possible.
Considering the gains and losses, it was only logical to hold that hand.
Slide.
However, Khal refused the handshake again, shoving his hands into his pockets.
“Ho-oh.”
Petro watched the two with an intrigued expression.
Khal gave a smirk and spoke to Deses.
“No need for the act. This is exactly how you wanted me to react, isn’t it? If your own abilities aren’t enough, feel free to use your lofty status to crush me. I have no intention of bowing down anyway.”
“?!”
When Khal saw through his inner thoughts—thoughts even he hadn’t fully realized—Deses’s pupils trembled for a moment before he spoke.
