Chapter 1512

"Oh?" Perseus remarked, feeling rather startled. "The Illuminated Order isn't a united group?" "United, huh? What does that even mean?" Willard retorted. Perseus was only taken aback for the briefest moment before he snapped back to his senses and slapped Willard in the face, saying, "I asked you a question. Why the fuck are you asking me one in return?" Willard clutched his cheek with a dazed expression. He had been hit more times today than he had in his life. It was incredibly upsetting. "Do you not realize the situation you're in right now? I'm the one in control here. Do you seriously think Ebrea is the best? Hah!" Perseus raised his hand to give another slap, but Willard immediately cowered and begged, "Stop! Don't hit me! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" Alas, Perseus frowned at that. He hadn't had his fun yet. Along the way, he had even looked up ancient torture techniques. Since Willard had the audacity to lust after Hestia, he wanted to teach Willard a lesson—an ex