chapter 33 Then we are really enemies!

In the west of the world, it was early in the morning, and the sky had not yet completely lit up.

In a certain medieval-style castle, a super beauty with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket was sitting on an executive chair, with a chill hanging on her dizzyingly beautiful face.

In front of the woman stood two strong men wearing sky blue military uniforms. The two men stood in a standard military posture, with their bodies straight but their heads...