Previous chapter:
Chapter 1501: The Weight of War - Part 4
Next chapter:
Chapter 1503: The Cries for War - Part 2
PREVIEW
... eve there is still more room for progress yet."
"Ah..." Asabel’s eyes widened. "Progress. That is whatever haunts you. Your constant want for strength. Your greed eats you alive. There it is – that look in your eye. That little smile, so full of confidence, that all my retainers hate. You say that every logical path points to impossibility, but you do not believe in the confines of logic, do you, Oliver Patrick? You believe in far stranger things – and you believe this strangeness is to ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE