A millennium had passed, and everything had lost its meaning in his eyes. Many heroes emerged from generation to generation, but he stood the test of time. That was his life, waiting for someone to come along and defeat him, but no one did. Nobody dared. Nobody tried. How can he allow this to happen? With the aid of his magic, he rose from his throne and set out into another world in search of excitement and, perhaps, a worthwhile adventure. What would happen if this last boss decided to venture into the human world for fun? PS: This novel has joined Fantasy Carnival
The butler looked at the men indifferently. He stood there in front of his master as his bodyguard because he was concerned that the master might make a mess again.
"I'm afraid, I can't let you touch my master. If you want to keep your life, you better leave now. This is for your own safety and this will be my one and only warning," he spoke in a calm tone with both his hands behind his back.
The gang members laughed because they were confident with their skills and numbers. Two versus twenty strong men would not be easy. They would be immediately overwhelmed.
The gang member who spoke earlier, presumably the leader, scoffed at the butler's words. He didn't believe any of the words from the man. They were outnumbered and out weaponed.
"You should listen to my butler," Cygnus spoke from behind Mr. C. "He is already giving you a warning and I doubt that you can be a match against Mr. C," he continued.