"Hiss!!!"
Just as the Evil Prince bid farewell to the Evil Queen and boarded the Sky Clipper heading to the Witch Kingdom, far away in the Witch Kingdom, the Raven Masked Man suddenly felt a chill running through his body, making him stand up abruptly from his chair.
"Hmm?"
The abrupt movement of the Raven Masked Man startled everyone in the room. They cast puzzled glances towards him, and the priest who was explaining the ritual ceremony instinctively stopped speaking, somewhat puzzled, and said:
"Your Highness?"
However, at this moment, the Raven Masked Man didn't pay any heed to the middle-aged priest's inquiry. He instinctively looked in a certain direction, and a hint of fear unconsciously arose in his crystal-clear eyes.
He's here! He's really here!
That damned God of Food... can't he just stay at home obediently? Why does he have to come wherever I am? He's not targeting me, is he?!!!
What's wrong with Your Highness?
