Your Plan Has Failed

Royal Capital Yeluf, inside a mansion in the noble district.

At a time when the noble district was engulfed in war, the chaotic battle within this mansion had already come to an end.

The floors of the corridors, hall, and courtyard were all stained red with blood.

Bodies lay in pools of blood, surrounded by scattered weapons and shattered armor, telling everyone just what kind of brutal massacre had taken place here.

Sorok, holding the Sword of Power, slowly walked through the place, followed by Magic Dolls and Black-Eyed Knights.

Before long, Sorok arrived before someone lying on the ground.

"Bang!"

He raised his foot and mercilessly stomped on the man.

"Pfft!"

The man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Big Brother!"

Nearby, a young girl being held by the Black-Eyed Knights let out a cry of grief.

If Riezel had been here and seen this girl, he would certainly have recognized her.

She was the eldest daughter of the Corderion Family, the kingdom's prodigy who had become a Tactical Class Mage before reaching twenty—Sharia Corderion.

This was the Corderion Family residence.

That being the case, the person lying before Sorok and being ruthlessly trampled by him was, without question, the eldest son of the Corderion Family—Saint Nidor Corderion.

Sadly, the duke's son who had been praised as possessing qualities more kingly than even royalty was now being bullied by Sorok like a dead fish.

"I've been waiting for this day for a very long time, you know?"

Sorok looked down at Saint Nidor, grinning as he spoke in delight.

"Ever since the last time you crushed my dignity beneath your feet and trampled all over it, there hasn't been a single day when I didn't think about making you pay it all back someday."

As he spoke, Sorok's