I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game – Chapter 260
Crossroad. Western outskirts. A back alley. Swish. A werewolf was hot on the heels of a fleeing citizen. “Ah! Help, please help! There’s a monster! Someone, please help…!” The werewolf was just about to reach the desperate citizen. Its claws flashed menacingly, ready to rake across the citizen’s back- “…Not before I in-ter-vene!” I rushed…