'Hah! My old bones like can't handle this pressure but I'm glad I'm alive to see such a worthwhile scene.'
At this thought, the old man let out a sigh. Even though he was worried about his future, he couldn't help but feel satisfied upon witnessing the sorry state of those high and mighty dark elves. As a human slave in the past, he had suffered endless agony. His legs and even his entire life were thoroughly destroyed by the dark elves. Right now, he was nothing more than the walking dead. But… After witnessing the dark elves' raw blood and hearing their wails, this was the first time he felt so alive, agitated, and excited. It was especially so when Gracier snapped the female mage's neck, to which he shivered from head to toe. The invincible and superior dark elves were slaughtered like pigs by those people.
Who would have expected this day to come?