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she asked. The guard hesitated, his eyes darting nervously. “It’s Victor. He’s... he’s been ambushed.” To Be Continued...

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

Yet he had stood before the throne without trembling. Even then, there had been something strange about him. Cassian continued. “He was originally a hunter. Raised among borderland mercenaries who specialized in killing demons.” “Interesting upbringing,” Vaelreth murmured. “Yes.” Cassian stopped pacing. “But what impressed the court most was his efficiency.” Vaelreth raised an eyebrow. “How many executions?” Cassian thought for a moment. “Three hundred and twelve.” The king’s lips curved slightly. “And never refused an order?”

Isaac stepped out from one of the off-road Mercedes-Benzes before he looked coldly at Ichiro and said, “Mr. Kobayashi, our young lord would like to invite you to come over for a chat!” “Your young lord?” Ichiro asked nervously as he hid the magical pills in his pocket. “Who’s your young lord? Do you know who I am? I am the vice chairman of Kobayashi Pharma!” Isaac stretched out his hand and patted Ichiro on his face before he replied indifferently, “Kobayashi Pharma is a Japanese company and we’re not in Aurous Hill. Why are you pretending to be that great or powerful? Japan and Aurous Hill are so far apart and separated by the seas. So, why are you trying to tell me who you are now?”

“Of course we are not going to kill you. You are important to us.” “Then please untie me!” She begs. The cloaked figure closest to her raises a hand. He has been the one who has been doing all the talking. Isabelle is already thinking of him as the leader of the group. “Not yet, Isabelle. There is something we must do first.”

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