3 days later, after Kwak Jung left the Valhalla Kingdom with the army in tow... 

Vilhelm... he’ll probably trust Kwak Jun for the time being.

Having woken up, Kang Chul-In’s head was spinning busily. 

“Stop with the bullshit, Akan.”

<<...>>

“Do you think that I, the Supreme King of the West, Kang Chul-In, will apologize to trash like that?”

<<So you’re saying…>>

“And that’s not the end of it. I won’t plead in front of you, the self-proclaimed god’s lapdog.”

<<You’ll regret it.>>

“I would never do anything like that.”

Kang Chul-In didn’t surrender. 

Rather, he irritated Akan more, and the result was that he was injured just enough to avoid dying. 

“It hurts like hell. Ow!”

However, instead of being angry, Kang Chul-In was having the time of his life. 

An act. 

Making the mess at the Lords’ Meeting was enough to trick Vilhelm completely. 

It would be rude of Vilhelm if he didn’t fall for it since Kang Chul-In risked his life to put on that act. 

How could Vilhelm find out about this conspiracy unless...