"Dear Skeleton King, the Nether King has awakened. The guards are here. The situation is critical!"
The letter was very short. It was such a short letter, but it contained words that made the king of the skeletons feel powerless...
All of this... was real...
That person... had returned...
Pluto...!
Pluto had woken up!
That man... had really woken up...!
The Skeleton King painfully rubbed his forehead, his non-existent temple.
"Oh, right, my respected Skeleton King, I have one more thing to tell you. It is something that my king has repeatedly instructed me to do."
The messenger knelt down once again, his face full of respect.
"Speak, what is it?"
The Skeleton King felt extremely powerless.
The messenger lowered his head apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I've upset you, my Skeleton King."
"It's nothing, just talk about the matter."