“M-Milord!”

Looking at Rothschild who had his back impaled, the face of his personal guards paled.

The death of their Lord.

It was the thought of this that made fear and despair creep up on the guards.

“Dorian.”

With a determined expression, Kang Chul-In called Dorian.

“Kill them all. Don’t let anyone out of here alive.”

“Yeah.”

And what followed Dorian’s agreement was a slaughter.

Showing movement that made one think of a killing-machine, Kang Chul-In with the help of Dorian killed all of the soldiers that Alex Rothschild had brought with him.

‘Drink it.’

With a complicated gaze, Kang Chul-In looked at the ground.

‘This is my apology to you.’

He prayed for the dead soldiers and civilians that had once been part of his territory--- the proud and powerful people of Valhalla.

As Kang Chul-In had commanded, not a single one of the 500 soldiers...