The Last Rule of Death

[46]Etzel stared at the three rewards.A combat skill.A Rare spear.And—a tiny F-Rank summon.The Sylvan Wispkin floated inside the thirdreward field, wings shifting nervously behind her.She looked at Etzel.Then at DK.Then back at Etzel.Her expression suggested she had alreadydeveloped concerns about both of them.Etzel pointed toward the three options.“One of these is clearly lost.”The Wispkin’s eyes narrowed.DK looked at her.“Perhaps she understands you.”Etzel glanced at the timer.“That would be unfortunate.”The Wispkin crossed her tiny arms.“Oh, she definitely understood the tone.”Etzel’s smile disappeared.Time to think.Actually think.He opened the first reward.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!