Chapter 680 Burned to Ashes

The wooden doll would never forget its time at Nobeetan Concession—it had nearly ceased to exist.

Back then, it was like a rat on a spit, despised and ignored, forced to skulk in shadows. It clung to a strand of hair, attached itself to other objects, waiting for someone to find it.

The experiences of that time fueled its anger. The wooden doll believed the country would soon fall to the Krowonians, waiting for that day to come. Unexpectedly, Krowo was defeated. The wooden doll, already unhappy, needed to rely on lowly citizens for worship.

The doll would have been lost forever without Farshya's fortune to restore its power. It desperately missed its homeland.

The wooden doll could soon revive all its subordinates after absorbing a bit more resentment.

The wooden doll controlled its replica and tried to move. However, Sam bit it hard. Sam wouldn't have even gone near the wooden doll if not for Aria.

Although it was just a replica, the wooden doll felt unprecedented pain. It want