Battle of the Tormented (21)
"It was *cough* an honor to lose to you… *cough*... World Tower Master,"
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(Orion POV)
After about of waiting and waiting and working and working… the army had finally come back with the general looking as cool as ever.
He immediately called us over to our tent just before the party of celebration was about to commence as we were so close to winning now.
In fact, the opposing side might even surrender before we can make our next move.
"I have some things for you… And wow, I didn't realize it before, but you all are pretty damn strong. So young yet so full of energy… how I miss my youth," The general said as he wiped a non-existent tear away and opened a large sack of items.
"Aren't you in your late twenties?" Bella asked.
"Fufufu… Do I really look that young? What a grand compliment… Nope, in fact, I am about one hundred years old. I stopped counting after seventy, so this is just a rough estimate,"