It had been a while since you figured out where you were.

You were on Thunder-Accumulating Mountain, in the realm of the Demon Bull King and his son.

Red-Son was there, questioning who had stolen his legendary giant axe.

As one of the witnesses working around their palace as a top-paid maid, you knew beyond a doubt that you hadn’t stolen the axe.

After all, the legendary giant axe was kept on the Bull King’s twenty-four-seven, never leaving his side.

Now, you sat in the interrogation room, facing Red-Son.

You were innocent—at least, you knew that you were.

But did Red-Son believe you?

No.

He didn’t.

And knowing him, he wasn’t about to back down anytime soon.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the table, his gaze fixed on you.

“So, I assume, why are you here today?” he asked, his tone sharp yet curious.