Chapter 35. Pressure

Dora shook his head and turned his gaze to a living object hidden behind the tree.

"Well, it doesn't matter, I'm not here for this anyway."

"Oh really? Because I feel like you're going to backstab me after my fight with the prince."

Dora's eyes widened as he realized that he had put his feet in the eye of the storm.

"Prince? Who's the prince?! Don't tell me…"

He looked at the frail boy, devastated to see his toad hiding an ox, but this misunderstanding triggered Moonra, who stepped forward.

"Are you for real… You don't know your own prince? Are you living under a rock?!"

"To be honest, I spent most of my life in the countryside… My apologies, my glorious prince, God bless you."

He curtsied to the little boy, who flinched in response while Moonra burned with rage. For the first time, Freya showed a different expression and stifled a slight laugh while coughing.

"Okay, change of rules, I'll take you first, and then I'll take care of the o