"You want Grimoires?" the king rubbed his beard with gleaming pupils.
"Yes," Grey spoke without a shred of fear.
"Then you will have to earn it yourself."
"What do I have to do?" Grey asked.
"I will allow you to enter the Mountain of Hell, where countless Grimoires lie. However, any one of these Grimoires is very hard to obtain. Even the bronze-rank Grimoires cannot be tamed so easily," the king spoke again with an even more serious tone.
"Oh," Grey was more amused when he heard this. "Very well."
"Are you sure?" the king asked again, raising his brows.
Grey silently nodded his head in agreement.
"Good, good. Someone will show you the way," the king spoke again with a pleasant smile on his face.
Grey nodded his head in silence.
"If you can come back in one piece, then you will have my respect, brat," the king spoke with a smirk.
Then Grey was swiftly guided by the soldiers.
