Chapter 116 Willing Participant In A Ruse

Somewhere north of the Pacific Ocean, near Navatte Bay, sat an island about 200,000 square meters: Lustmord. It had been purchased as a permanent residence for the current patriarch of the Kersey Family, Zephiel Kersey, long ago.

‘Zephiel.’

It sounded airy, like a name one would give a wind billowing from the west…a zephyr. But anyone acquainted with Zephiel knew he was more than a puff of air—he was as sly as a fox. An old fox.

He was indomitable when it came to his business conquests, and few people could match his prowess.

He sold arms to many of the smaller countries, and his weapons made up most of their arsenal.

He was not directly involved in politics, but a few prominent political families in Sammius had close ties with him. It was not an equal relationship either, as he was the monetary backbone. They acted as the political front vying for power, while he provided enough funding to sustain an election campaign.

That was who Zephiel Kersey was. An elite. One of the few pe