Getting to the Bottom of Mount Durnhak Crater - Part 1

Seeing the pain-filled expressions of the dwarf soldiers, Leon merely smiled—cold and indifferent.

He stared at the black token in his hand with a look of awe.

"Tsk. This token is terrifying. No wonder the Dragon Ancestor said I'd be fine, even without power, when entering the territory of the hidden races," he muttered under his breath.

It was his first time using the token, and he hadn't been sure how it worked. But as it turned out, it didn't disappoint.

It had the power to suppress—and even destroy—members of the hidden races who dared to defy him.

"Fated One, can you let them go? They're not guilty. They were only following Milda's orders. I beg you."

Morgrim's timid voice came from behind. Leon turned and saw the pleading expression on his face.

A faint smile curved Leon's lips as he slowly nodded. "Alright. I'll let them go."