After leaving the emperor’s office, Cain stood dazed for a while before cursing under his breath. 0

“This fucking…”0

He wanted nothing more than to curse out loud until his lungs got sore. He thought that the task of wiping out the remnant of the rebel forces would be simple cleanup work, but no, it turned out he was being tasked to pioneer an entirely new dungeon.0

At this point, there was no other way to describe his situation other than the words "royally screwed."0

‘That damned emperor… A mere NPC dares to mess with me, a gamer?’ Cain growled inwardly.0

Rage boiled inside him after realizing that Emperor Stuttgart was playing with him, and he wanted nothing more than to chop the emperor’s head off.0

‘Just you wait… I’ll bring your empire to its knees and chop off your head—’0

Thud!0

He turned a corner and bumped into someone.0

“Kyaaa!”0

He ran into a petite girl.0

“Ouch…”0

She fell flat on her butt, and tears welled up in her eyes as she winced from pain.0

“Did you forget your eyes at home? Watch where the hell you’re going,” Cain growled coldly. He was already in a foul mood, and this was the last thing he needed. He knew that he had to be on his best behavior while inside...0