Dungeon Rewards

In one of the rooms inside the Hargen Manor, there was nothing but tension in the air. Duke Coven was sitting on a big chair adorned with gold and precious gemstones. This chair was built so that it was situated higher than anyone in this room regardless of whether they were sitting or standing, like an emphatic declaration of the power and authority of the person who sat on it. At a glance, the chair didn’t look so different from a king’s throne.

In front of Duke Coven stood a man who was currently talking to him. This man had a slightly displeased look on his face, and though he was trying to keep his emotions in check, his eyes still betrayed a hint of them. It was apparent that whatever he was hearing from the duke, he wasn’t very pleased with it.

“About the matter that you’ve brought to my attention, I’ll look into it again. You can go back to your clan now if that is all.”