Next SSS Ranked Villain

Thirty Minutes Later

"Sigh...

"I can't believe how fucking stupid these people are," Razeal muttered under his breath, voice laced with venom as he sat cross-legged high atop an old, towering tree. The thick branch beneath him barely wavered under his weight, bark rough against his back as he leaned against the trunk, shrouded beneath a veil of thick foliage.

From down below, anyone might wonder why the hell is someone sitting on a tree like a brooding bird, instead of finding a proper place to rest? Maybe find a quiet bed to lie down?

But that was the damn point.

He'd tried. He had gone down earlier, tried renting a room, even asked around among the commoners for any spare space to crash. Just a quiet corner would've done. But every time he knocked. The moment they saw his face, their expressions twisted in disgust.

"No rooms. Get out."

That was all they said. No explanation. No hesitation. Just pure rejection.