The Black Snake King (1)

"So many deaths."

The Court Count muttered.

Obern actually couldn't properly react to the Court Count's words.

All his attention was focused on the green giant that appeared in the circular arena.

Weren't those vines forming the green giant's body the same as the ones he usually kept on his staff?

A gorilla's face protruded from its head, and it was scattering flames everywhere.

Terrified screams erupted from all directions.

"What a sight, what a sight indeed."

But the Court Count didn't show any sign of fear.

He must have known about the Nord terrorists beforehand.

"You know, don't you? That common people both fear and hate the nobles and wealthy."

"...Yes."

Obern, coming from a fallen noble family, knew this.

"It's quite natural for commoners to curse nobles while drinking among themselves. The nobles know this too. But at the same time, they respect and revere the nobles."