A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 243

“……!” The citizens of Gyoguk gasped soundlessly. Ailette, seated on the iron chair, also widened her eyes until they seemed ready to burst, her breath caught in her throat. “…….” Yet Testilid himself revealed not even a speck of agitation across his sculpted, statue-like face. His composure radiated so palpably that even Ailette—who could only see the back of his...