A massive castle atop a mountain peak.
Snowflakes drifted down like cherry blossoms.
"Damn it, are you bastards trying to rebel and usurp the throne?"
Wapol's furious roar echoed through the bitter wind at the mountaintop.
Inside the vast, empty hall of the castle.
Wapol sat on the throne, his face filled with terror as he watched the soldiers slowly close in from below.
"Rebel and usurp the throne? Your Majesty, please don't put it so harshly!
The reason they did this was because you, the king, betrayed your kingdom first!"
Tearing off his disguise, Bon Clay looked at the pig on the throne and mocked him without restraint.
"Damn it, I should have listened to Jace back then. You really can't be trusted, Bon Clays."
If looks could kill, Bon Clay would have been killed by Wapol a hundred times over.
"Wuhuhuhuhu, Wapol, stop deceiving yourself.
You never trusted me. Or rather, you never trusted anyone.
The only reason you gave me power was because I could bring you greater profit.
You were cruel by nature. Even without me, you could never have remained on the throne for long."
He met Wapol's gaze without backing down.
An invisible pressure made the hall feel suffocating.
Wapol watched helplessly as the soldiers who had once been loyal to him slowly approached with weapons in hand.
He had just been about to call loudly for his trusted subordinates to come rescue him.
But just as he was about to speak.
He suddenly remembered that his two top generals, Jace and Kuromarimo, had led most of the kingdom's forces to conquer Roan Island a week ago.
"Damn it, Bon Clays, this was all your doing."
As he looked at the hateful man before him and the dense ranks of soldiers filling the hall.