Crown of Dunes Chapter 311

Inside the Central Station.

Rolf was sitting in the middle of the bench with Erlang’s legs, a silver toothpick in his mouth, and his face was arrogant.

Three royal knights wearing plate armor stood behind the chair. The full-cover plate armor could not see the face, but the eyes in the hole were as indifferent as the dead.

This is the absolute elite, the elite in the elite!

before.