Divine King Midas

Vritra finished eating his grapes, dusted his hands, and burped comfortably.

"Ahhh yes, that hit the spot."

He rose from the massive golden throne he was seated on and walked over to the grand coffin, where he could see Sadim's withering corpse.

He simply stared at it with a plain expression.

It was almost as though he wasn't even looking at the dead body of someone he'd been speaking with moments ago… but that's because he wasn't.

"How did you know…?"

Sadim's voice sounded, and Vritra calmly turned to look at the young hero with a mild smile.

He wasn't even surprised that there were two Sadim's in this grand throne room, which served as the final dungeon floor.

The young lord clapped for Sadim.

"You've done an excellent job keeping your true identity a secret all this time, but now… I think that's over."

"What do you mean…?"