I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game – Chapter 667
Several hours after the breath bombardment. Hotel Crossroad. Temporary meeting hall. “Let’s flee.” The king of the Ariane Kingdom, Miller Ariane, repeatedly insisted with a deathly pale face. “No, I will flee. I’ll pack my bags and head north immediately!” A considerable number of kings were perturbed, but even more were infuriated. “If you’re just…