Alexanderia had the worst time of her life; her lover and vice general had turned out to be one of the worst criminals in human history, and now all she could do was sit and watch how things unraveled in the festival.
The conference room, filled with three hundred people, contained the most powerful figures in the whole military. Generals in the middle and the rest standing behind them, all staring at the screen showing different parts of the battlefield that they all had lost.
"How is his soul level 8?"
Marian answered with narrowed eyes on the screen that showed Ray: "The only reasonable answer is that from a young age, a wandering soul had taken over his body."
"You are wrong." General Iri showed a picture of the tests that they had taken from him after his parents' death: "At that time they had taken a sample of his soul; it's the exact same as this day."
