Swordmaster's Youngest Son - Chapter 685
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The cabin of the battleship, Ram.
[I’m not going to die anyway. Why did you save me?] Padler’s voice sounded calm, but there was anger mixed in.
Originally, he should have had his neck broken by Bale at this moment.
As Padler said, it didn’t necessarily mean death, but the fact that he had involuntarily retreated from a deeply resented opponent made him uncomfortable.
If he had returned to fight as a vengeful ghost in the first attack on the Garden of Swords, Padler might have fought for some time even without his head.
[Reconstructing your body and soul requires some effort even for me, Sir. I didn’t want to waste it on meaningless things.] Rosa responded calmly, but there was contempt and mockery in her tone. Contempt for the weak, mockery for the useless.
This is how she now saw most of the people occupying the Garden of Swords.
Once the process of becoming an Evil God was completely finished, even the few who were considered somewhat useful would no longer be needed.
‘Perhaps this is how Cyron viewed us in the past.’
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