“We are the Doom Race that intimidates all realms.

Even if we are punished by His Highness, we maintain our pride.” “wyot, you’re one of the Thirteen War Kings of the Jademora Empire.

Quattro is merely a Marshal of the Dark World.

You don't need to heed him.” Hearing the outrage of the senior authorities of the Doom Race, Wyot took a deep breath.

“Stop talking.

Are you trying to cause more trouble?” Upon hearing that, the senior authorities fell silent.

Wyot slowly pointed at Quattro.

“you must have been waiting for this moment for a long time.” Quattro laughed.

“Hurry up and kneel.

Once you kneel, I promise to grant the Doom Race abundant resources.

bitter smile, Wyot shook his head and

greet the

was ecstatic

looked at Quattro, almost as if at an idiot, and asked helplessly, “Is this enough?” “You aren't sincere enough,” Quattro

kneel

you need

are friends, you don’t need to bow—just kneel on both

about it?” Wyot was

he raised

push

to call me that.” Quattro shouted, “Wyot, the

can treat you like any other beings

imprison you as I

friends, you

for a long time.”

“T cannot kneel.

even kneeled

already shown you respect.” “Are we not friends?” Quattro glared

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