"Pant... pant... pant..." A Crow Man draped in a black robe was sprinting wildly across the bones. He kept gasping for breath, never slowing for even a moment. Clearly, he was fleeing from something.
"Why did you come back instead of defending against the enemy?" Noah stood amid the bones, staring coldly at the Crow Man.
"Lord Noah, the enemy is too powerful. John and the Scale-kin have already been killed by them. We can't hold them off at all. We need to take Lord Negary and leave!" the Crow Man said urgently.
"Has your brain rotted away between wine and women?" Noah looked at the Crow Man in disappointment. "Another spoiled fruit."
"Lord Noah, what are you trying to do?" The Crow Man watched Noah warily, the long black hair behind him floating like seaweed.
"Ania, back then, you earned the right to become a Crow Man by persevering to the end and never giving up." Noah's words made the Crow Man Ania's expression change.
Ania's expression became extremely complicated. Then, somewhat exasperated, he said, "Now isn't the time to talk about that. Those Roas people have already caught up. The important thing is to quickly move Lord Negary."
"So I was wrong. Your quality of persevering to the end hasn't changed—you've merely changed it into persisting in stupidity to the bitter end." Noah's expression was mocking. "What gave you the illusion that we need to run? As expected, you've grown completely crooked and need to be pruned away!"
"I'll prune you first. If you want to die, don't block my path." Upon hearing Noah's words, Ania suddenly sprang into action. The hair behind him moved like a living creature, lashing directly toward Noah.
*This brat may be Lord Negary's chosen one and hold high status and great authority,