Chapter 384 The Feast Lord

Deep in the gloomy underground prison beneath the Castle of Aura City, Lucius lounged in a plush armchair, casually sipping his coffee. The Plushie Walker Lass was chained up, forced to kneel on the cold stone floor.

She stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. 'What kind of monster is this? Why does he have a mouth on the back of his head?' she thought