Chapter VI

“Apologies my prince, we’re already punishing the culprits as we speak sire,” commander Tycus was sweating like a pig as he bent down both hands on the floor.

Sitting in the throne room, the Black Knight did not even so much as look at him, a sign that he was still displeased.

“Such uncouth and uncivilized acts should truly be punished, If we were looking for such barbarism, maybe we would have just taken along Cracious’s army instead,” lord Aizenberg scoff, placing his hand on his face in disgust of what had occurred in the last battle at the keep.

The two men were both in front of the Black Knight as they were giving out their reports for the day.

Commander Tycus did not take that well, making him raise his head to face glare at the man. “What did you say!” he hissed, gritting his teeth as he took hold of the hilt of his sword.

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