Raylo looked at the creature lying on the ground like a pile of sludge, yet his heart remained untroubled.
A Shaper from the Void Realm, a Great Monarch plotting an invasion... It all sounded like a far-fetched tale straight out of a minstrel's epic, yet it had just unceremoniously landed right in front of him.
The secret was too heavy, and too remote.
With Black Stone Territory's current strength, thinking about how to resist an invasion from an Otherworld was no different from an ant worrying about when the sky would fall.
Rather than worrying about it, he should first deal with the troubles at hand.
He waved his hand, summoning two Personal Guards. They dragged away the Illusion Monster—which had completely lost the will to resist—like a dead dog and threw it into the deepest dungeon.
"Moonlight, nice work."
Raylo rubbed the large white cat's head. Moonlight squinted its pale gold eyes in comfort, purring contentedly as the tip of its tail curled up in pride.
