"I'm sorry, but I refuse."
When those icy words left Reiger's mouth and reached Bagster's ears, Bagster's expression involuntarily changed.
"...Why?"
Bagster's brow furrowed tightly, and his gaze toward Reiger grew sharper.
The oppressive gaze pierced Reiger, which would make ordinary people find it difficult even to breathe.
But when this gaze fell on Reiger, not only did it fail to make him change color whatsoever, it even caused a chill to flash in his eyes, making Bagster's expression change again.
"I really don't understand, what on earth is the structure of your fairies' brains?"
As if he genuinely could not comprehend it, the words Reiger uttered were filled with sarcasm.
"Guard Britain?"
"Guard fairies?"
"Whether it's you, Morgan, or whoever, what nerve got crossed in your minds to come up with this idea?"
At this moment, Reiger's words were not just sharp; they were as piercing as blades.
"If you're not aware, then let me tell you, Bagster."
Reiger spoke coldly.
