What's your worth?

"DEVIL!"

The Ildre, shouted as he felt the death's scythe on his son's neck! As Clan Head, he has some experience, and as experienced as he is, he already could guess the train of thoughs of the emperor with single peek at his uncertain face...

"The Emperor! Nyua has talent that no one has seen in years!"

He sent his mind transmission, telling about his son even more in order to save him!

Main reason of this meeting is definitely to talk about war. Knowing this, Ildre knew that the emperor is going to abandon his soon if he doesn't do anything! Nyua himself could only roughly breathe, staying frozen on the ground...

"Black devil... How has he offended you? We are willing to recompensate with artifact-"

"He bad mouthed my woman. Piece of shit thinks he is some kind of golden kid as he spits his shitty saliva with digusting mouth of his, so it's natural flow of events to have his face grinded up by my armor! Kyahahah~~"