1213 1213. Puppet

"What do you mean?" Second Prince could vaguely understand Noah's words, but he wanted to hear him describe them. "I've already lived as a slave. I won't be yours."

"You should feel lucky that I have no interest in killing you," Noah replied as he showed a cold smile toward the Royal.

A chill ran down Second Prince's spine when the reptilian pupils landed on him. He felt naked under Noah's piercing gaze. Even if the Royal wasn't an actual living being, his survival instincts screamed in fear when death became a possibility in his mind.

Noah could end his life in that situation. Nothing in the world could stop him, and Second Prince didn't have any secret strategy to deploy. The Royal would die for sure if Noah decided to attack.

Yet, Noah soon diverted his gaze to explode into a loud laugh. Second Prince gave up on understanding him after that event, and he limited himself to listen to what he had to say.