"For context, the reason behind the deaths of those monsters was because she was using them to create amalgamations." Riech gasped dramatically, exchanging a glance with her.
"My lord, shouldn't we imprison her and interrogate her thoroughly?" Roosevelt hesitantly pitched in his thoughts, unsure if he was overstepping his bounds.
"Did I finish my story yet?" Riech shot him a cold stare, his tone sharp and impatient.
'This…' Roosevelt clenched his jaw, feeling a deep sense of inferiority compared to him.
"I apologize," Roosevelt said, lowering his head slightly.
"So," Riech continued, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, "she obviously made the idiotic decision to fight me. And guess what? I won. I defeated her half-baked, stitched-together monstrosity and conquered her."
His smirk deepened.
"It didn't take much effort to break her. She was pathetically easy to deal with."
