Scaramouche stands In front of his subordinates with that arrogant look on his face. As his arms were crossed together, making his whole demeanor intimidating and cold like they have done something wrong.

While these subordinates of his kneeled down before him. A worried look were drawn on their faces.

He kept looking at them. Then suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a puppet who stands in a distance behind them..With a piqued mind, he mumbled with a great interest.

"Interesting.."