The Immoral Lord that Kim Jin-Woo encountered once again was still in the form of a small and delicate girl. But unlike before, she was no longer alone. The Beastfolk King, who had run away cunningly in the last battle, was with her.

“Finally, everyone’s gathered.”

The Usurper made an off comment instead of a greeting, and Kim Jin-Woo found himself looking at the chained Heavenly Giant Lord before turning to Angela, and finally the Beastfolk King.

Perhaps because of his memory of being savagely beaten in their last encounter, the Beastfolk King shuddered when their eyes met. However, seeing how he tried to straighten his expression and stiffen his head, it was evident that he had mentally prepared himself at the very least.

“And where is the Wish Stone?”

Kim Jin-Woo, who was glancing around, turned his attention to the Immoral Lord at her question. Angela took one step forward in front of Kim Jin-Woo, before backing away again.

“As you can see, I’ve entrusted it to the person I trust the most.”

Angela smiled brightly, while the Immoral Lord had a sad look on her face in contrast.

“It’s sad that I’m no longer that most trustworthy person, but I understand. You can’t trust me now.”

At that heinous attitude. Kim Jin-Woo snorted. It was she who ruined...