"Walkerway-Zuomi? What was that brain-damaged lunatic mage doing here? Hadn't getting beaten down to just a head taught him enough of a lesson last time?"
Punk frowned slightly at his construct butler, stopping the spell he had been casting as a strange expression crossed his face.
According to what the "Chairman" had said at the fifth meeting of The Executors before leaving, the Shattered Talisman Society and the Silent Alliance had not only cooperated during the previous war in the Kalamus Empire, but even now, these two foremost Legendary organizations in the Multiverse remained clear-cut allies. Therefore, Punk did not believe that the Red Robed Mages' leader, Lord "Scarlet Scepter," would send a madman like Walkerway to attack him for no reason.
Or rather, even if old Eman suddenly intended to violate their agreement and stab the "Chairman" in the back, there was no reason for him to send an utterly unreliable subordinate like "Dead Wen Feng Lantern" alone to the gates of "Whisper of Destruction's" magic tower to brazenly issue a challenge.
Just look at the ridiculous nonsense Walkerway was making now. They were both Morningstar powerhouses who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, for heaven's sake. Even if they wanted to fight, this was not some showdown between two pompous generals at a city gate. What kind of situation was this, stomping around outside someone else's home and shouting, "Come out here"?
Surely, only that deranged psychopath could do something so absurd.
"If I'd known he would be this troublesome, I should have killed that unreasonable madman back in the Kalamus Empire, even if it meant fighting Kane... Getting entangled with a completely shameless Morningstar Professional really is infuriating..."
With a wave of his hand, he dismissed Lindon Hughes, the "big spider" butler whose eyes were