Before this, Melgor was somewhat aware Milo had been hiding his strength. However, he wasn’t clear just how much he was hiding.
One’s imagination was limited by their horizons. As such, Melgor thought that even though Milo was hiding his strength, it shouldn’t be by too much.
But after this incident, Melgor thought he was mistaken. He was far, far mistaken.
In the entirety of the relay station, he was the only one who really knew everything that happened. Milo was not in cahoots with that bothersome Steven at all. It should have been a spur-of-the-moment decision by his steward to create chaos while he was pursuing his enemy.
Barrack looked at the caravan members and said with a sigh, “I’ll think of a way to speak with the House of Winston. But as you guys can see, too much has happened overnight. I’m afraid that I, a lowly vice president of the York County Chamber of Commerce, can’t handle it. So let’s wait patiently here at the relay station and not rush the matter.”
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