The middle of Canduras.
This place unexpectedly became a royal palace.
Although Leoric doesn’t really like luxurious life, for him, he must have everything he should have.
 So a palace that looks very good should be built in this place.
 Leoric was working on this document at his desk.
There is not much time left for the Kingdom of Canduras to be rebuilt, and now is the busiest time for him.
It's a pity that an uninvited guest came, and it was the kind that Leoric had no way to do anything about.
“You’re not guarding your heir anymore?
I would say what you did is absolutely stupid.
 Wouldn’t it be better to just use your irresistible violence to cleanse the world?
 At that time, you will have a whole world as a foundation to resist the possible arrival of Malthael."
Leoric said without raising his head.
 He has always had some thoughts about the choice of Bulcaisel, but he can only talk about it.
 After all, Leoric couldn't defeat Bulcaisel.
 “Rasma is coming.”
Burkeso just uttered these few words, and then looked straight at Leoric.
That look in his eyes was very calm, but he kept expressing the meaning of "cannot refuse".
Leoric was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
“You want me to help you find Rasma?
 Stop making trouble, it would be more appropriate for you to let Leiko do this kind of thing rather than let me do it.
 Or are you just impatient for the Skeleton King to come out and help you fight?
I am an immortal and immortal, what other possibilities can I have when I meet that guy Rasma?"
 Leoric put down the quill in his hand.
 Although pens such as ballpoint pens and fountain pens are easy to use, Leoric is more accustomed to using quill pens.
 This is just a habit, there is no other reason.
“Let me ask, where do you think he will appear?
 Or maybe after hearing the name Canduras, wouldn’t he come and take a look?
I think this is the place where you are most likely to see Rasma."
Burkeso simply sat cross-legged on the ground, not being particular about it at all.
There was a chair just two steps away, but he still sat on the ground.
 Leoric rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh.
“Hey~ what should I tell you?
Rather than coming to me after he heard the name Khanduras, why don't you think he would come to your holy mountain of Harrogath?
Don't say stupid things that he can't detect.
Rasma is a master of the soul, and there is no secret that he cannot know if he wants to.
 As long as the secret is in someone's hands, he can know it.
 So what are you doing here?”
 Leoric touched the Sword of the King to pick up.
 It can be seen that he intends to take action directly.
But for the sake of Bulcaisso, he did not do so.
 “I know, but he will not come to the Holy Mountain.
 He is looking for death when he comes to Harrogath.”
Burkeso’s words were very arrogant.
Rathma's power is indeed not weak, but compared to the current Bulcaisu, it is obviously not as good as it is.
“Tch, you always say others are arrogant.
 But you yourself are the most arrogant.
Do you really think that a guy like Rasma would be afraid of you?
 Unless he knows what you have been doing during this time from that Nick Fury.
 Otherwise, in his eyes, you are probably still the same person who was almost able to win or lose with Malthael.
How about you discuss it with Zoldun Kule? You can level the world and he can help you manage it?
 In this way, his ideal of being the best in the world will have a basis for realization.
 Although I also think it’s not a good idea to concentrate power on one person.”
 Leoric joked, his eyes becoming a little cold.
Had there not been "Das Kapital" on the table, his expression would still be quite intimidating.
“I don’t care about this. Since privilege exists, it is inevitable.
 You can try what you want, but at least give the world some time.
 I want a guarantee that you will not become Rasma's pawn."
Burkeso patted the ground, seemingly threatening Leoric in front of him.
  He could reduce a kingdom to ruins with ease, Leoric knew that.
 The immortal forces of nature can do this.
 “I can’t guarantee it.
 No one can guarantee this until they meet Rasma.
Are you willing to bet on whether the ancestor of the Necromancer can control a Skeletor?
The King of Holy Cult Army in the hands of the Demon King of Hell, not to mention that he was completely created by those demon gods.
 There must be a trace of Rasma in it.
If I give you a promise and fail to deliver, will you burn my kanduras to rubble?"
 Leoric's words were full of sarcasm.
 He knew that Bulcaisel would not do this.
 But still have to ridicule like this.
Burkeso doesn’t have the ability to collect bets. It’s not that he can’t do it but that he won’t do it.
Of course this bet has become a complete joke.
“So you’d better go back to Harrogath and have a look.
Your pity doesn't really matter.
 In other words, when you let go of the pity in your heart, you will be the invincible strong man you once were.
 There is actually not much difference between you now and Uldyssian back then.
Of course I am just saying that I was younger than you when I died."
There seemed to be a lot of things in Leoric's words, but he refuted them one by one.
How could this guy know so much about Uldyssian?
Even including his time as the Skeleton King, Leoric couldn't have existed longer than Bulcaisel.
 He was Leah's grandfather, and Leah was only about twenty years old when she died.
To be continued...