Don't Be Kind Rashly (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 177

He had lost what he’d painstakingly gathered. Considering the care and time he’d invested in collecting each piece, losing it all was infuriating.

How had he come this far?! How had things gotten to this state?!

But losing one’s composure during battle was something only a fool would do.

“Your Majesty!”

Carlos was instantly slammed into the sandy beach with a deafening crash.

A massive crater had opened along the shoreline. Imperial Knights stared at the hole, too wary to approach recklessly. Several knights caught in that power lay crushed beyond recognition, their corpses scattered about.

So one of the major stolen powers had completely slipped away.

Seizing the moment Carlos faltered, the Dragon Lord retaliated without hesitation, pouring torrents of flame into the very crater he’d created by knocking Carlos down. Of course, he didn’t forget to mock him either.

“What exactly have you earned through pure effort? Isn’t your very existence just parasitic dependence on others?”

Just then, the flames the Dragon Lord had unleashed reversed direction—heading straight back toward him.

The colossal dragon flapped its wings and swiftly retreated. Carlos rose to his feet, glaring at him, not a single thread of his clothing singed. He no longer even felt like responding.

‘First, I must steal that bastard’s power.’

Carlos ground his teeth furiously. Being buried and rolling around in a sandpit—this humiliation hadn’t happened in hundreds of years.

And to suffer such disgrace right before the very men who served him! He’d sworn never to endure this again, yet that damn dragon kept obstructing him at every turn.

If he’d lost the Western Sage’s power, he could simply replace it with the Eastern Sage’s. Melfius, who had endured and maintained Perseta for 430 years, was certainly preferable to the frail Ophelia.

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