Hearing Velen's words, the rabbit couldn't help but shiver.
What the hell?!
I treat you like my master, and you treat me like emergency rabbit stew?
Wait a second!
What's that dumb centipede doing polishing the furnace—my rabbit-nest furnace!?
Are you seriously getting ready to cook me?!
Seeing Ironback Centipede diligently polishing the Lv. 9 Forge, the rabbit practically had a mental breakdown.
Great. Now he had trauma associated with his own nest.
"No wonder this is the lowest-tier First Warzone. Novice Rank Lv. 9 awakeners are everywhere!"
As they walked, Velen looked at the crowds of people from different planets and couldn't help but sigh.
But it wasn't Velen that caught everyone's attention—it was the rabbit by his side.
"Holy crap, am I seeing things? Is that a spellbeast rabbit flying on a sword?"
