"Why suddenly summon me back for this? I was planning an underwear design show." Sikell said with impatience as he looked at Coruas. If it weren't for this guy's insistence, he wouldn't have returned before tomorrow. At that moment, however, Coruas was at a loss for words.
Indeed, Sikell's attire was quite headache-inducing. What was with this underwear ensemble?
Moreover, it was women's underwear, decorated with all sorts of weird and bizarre patterns.
The hobbies of the youth nowadays are just too enigmatic, baffling others with their incomprehensible desires.
Shaking his head, Coruas strained not to look at Sikell's strange outfit. "I summoned you back this time because something very important has come up. Take a look."
"Just tell me straight," said Sikell, showing no interest in the documents.
Coruas felt helpless. With such a personality, how would he ever be king? Even if he managed to ascend, wouldn't there be problems?
