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The Kingdom of Raphbarg continues to weep for help, and none of them has the will to fight against those rogue werewolves.
The more time has passed, the more lives have passed away.
The Prince with his cousin Archduke Ridge retreats on the manor, making an effective strategy in fighting against the enemy. They stand inside Ridge's office as they keep talking eagerly.
"Alphonso, my armies will take care of the front gate. Let's go straight to the back gate and head to the courtroom as I aid you to get there smoothly," Tells the Archduke with a disgusted scrunch nose on his face.
His Highness watches his cousin's annoying gestures towards him while he feels ashamed of his helpless state.
Prince Alphonso then voices out with a hint of gratitude on his soulless eyes, "I know you hated me, but I will return the favor o
