My Pawns

Villain Ch 1349. My Pawns

Allen strolled into the throne room, the sound of his boots echoing off the dark, cold stone floor. A whistle slipped past his lips, low and eerie, bouncing around the eerie silence of the Cursed Crypts. It wasn't a cheerful whistle. As he neared the throne, his avatar had already morphed back into his Devil Emperor form, his black and crimson armor glinting in the faint, flickering light.

Zoe and Vivian, seated casually near the massive meeting table, turned at the sound of his arrival. Zoe's sharp eyes narrowed, and a sly smirk played at the corners of her lips. "Someone looks happy," she said, her tone teasing but laced with curiosity.

Allen didn't miss a beat, striding to his throne and sinking into it with a regal nonchalance. "Yeah," he said, his voice calm but edged with satisfaction. "They bought it."