The exposed lies

Corvus lifted his upper body up and shook his head.

The punch, even though it was supported by the skills, only managed to break his nose that was bleeding profusely staining his black and white clothes with amaranth blood.

"L-lord Pomegranate, why are you doing this...?"

He asked with his ears still ringing from the blow.

"Why...? WHY?! Oh, the gull of this lying bastard...!"

The avatar of wrath's face twisted into the expression that perfectly suited his title.

He was furious, overwhelmingly furious.

The older man was clenching his fist, trying to contain his anger that was already boiling over, and shaking with ire.

"Master, stop! Think about the condition of your body!"

One of the servants cried and all three of them grabbed onto the old man and activated their skills.

"My older brother picked you up from the streets!"