A Display of Power

"Holy shit!"

"Bang!"

"What is that thing?"

A gunshot rang out. The strange yellow-and-black animal fell, and its companions scattered in all directions.

Frederick and the others gathered around it. They found that it had a doglike head and a monkey's body, and stood about 1.3 meters tall. A thick branch lay nearby.

"Fofana," Frederick called over the local man. "What is this?"

Fofana spoke evasively. "This... is called a dog-monkey. There are a few across the river... It's nothing to worry about."

From the way he was acting, Frederick knew there was more to the story.

The sky was clear today, yet within a radius of fifty meters, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder roared. Countless bolts snaked through the woods, spreading farther and farther.

The lightning continued for five minutes. Every tree and branch in its path was blasted apart and fell to the ground. The woods, covering an area of a couple of soccer fields, were reduced to nothing but bare trunks standing upright.

Fofana was soaked in cold sweat, and his hands and feet trembled as if his Tremor Disease had flared up.

He had never imagined that the "King of Ten Thousand Feathers," who had seemed so easygoing yesterday, could be so terrifyingly powerful.

Kamara had heard the story of Frederick rescuing the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Kush single-handedly from the Ghazi Empire army's encirclement. Back when he served under Hayreddin, he had also helped transport Jürgen to raid the Ghazi Empire's camp and had seen the Wesen Army's might. So he wasn't surprised that Frederick had such power. He turned to Fofana and calmly said, "That was just His Lordship yawning."

"His Lordship can defeat the Bloodthirsty Mighty Lion in ten blinks. He spends nine of them waiting for the lion to work