It wasn�t anger at Ha-geuk-sang, but it was regret for the years when they respected each other.

�If it�s like this, I won�t have to be polite anymore.�I must meet the Grand Duke.�

Even when he dared to see Lethe approaching head-on, Bielman did not even flinch.

�Vicky.�It is an order.�

�You know where the lab is.�Is it really necessary to go back a long way?�

�No, I hate it.�you get out of the way.��Lethe said behind her.

�Don�t wait.�

There was a clicking sound, and Kimara lowered her head.

�Yes, Lady Lethe.�

�If a butler disobeys the order of the chemical company president, what will be the laws of hell?�

�����You will have to cut your throat.��Kimara, also a loyalist of the Grand Duke, had a feeling of being squeezed into his voice.

�What�s going on?�Why is Mr. Bielman having a meaningless conflict with Lady Lethe?�

When something is happening that even the 7th General of the Archduke doesn�t know about, his judgment is����.

Lethe said.

�This is your last chance.�Move.�

Bielman didn�t answer, and all that was left was Guimara�s sword to cut his throat.

10 seconds.

It was the only time Lethe could wait while recalling memories of billions of years.

Guimara chose.

�I am a knight of the Grand Duke.�

10 seconds passed, and Lethe gnashed her teeth and turned away coldly.

�Stupid things!�

Bielmann followed her back with his eyes as she strode toward the laboratory.

Guimara didn�t ask.

�If the Grand Duke wishes����Guimara will not ask anything.

A small succubus, Merkede, who was watching on the middle floor, hurriedly came in.

�The president of the chemical company is coming.�

It was a bad news, but Magritte�s response, assuming this situation, was calm and swift.

�It ended up like this.�It is a mountain that must be crossed at least once.�For now, Yahweh will come this way.�

When the lab floor was ripped open, a deep hole that looked like intestines was wriggling. JrNovels.com