Navi, seated at the center of the room, was languid. His outfit today was very eye-catching. His crimson pants and white top exuded a grace and nobility that contrasted sharply with the simple bamboo buildings of the village.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I had seen countless luxuries before, but they paled compared to this. When I saw Navi sitting there like a king, it made sense that General Xavier would seek to eliminate him.

And Navi had dared to collude with