"So you're saying you wouldn't even try to put up a fight against them?" I asked with a slight smile as she looked up at me with desperate eyes.
She knew I was teasing and playing around with her, but it seemed I went a bit too far with my next words.
"How's your son?"
"P-Please have mercy," The maid squeezed out as tears ran down her face, and I felt a deadly presence appear behind me.
"It's been a while… Mason,"
At the beginning of the creation of Tolf, we had five commanders who greatly helped us out when we started to raid the mansions of other families.
And, you could say these commanders were stronger than all of the leaders since while we were managing and working, they were continuously on the front lines expanding our territory and keeping other major powers in check.
And Mason, the man with chocolate brown skin, locked hair, nebula-purple eyes, and now a pretty toned body, stood right behind me.
