Chapter 15. A Golden Meal (2)

He drew his sword, and the half-wolf moaned in pain. He smiled at his evilness. He again peered into the belly of the wolf, which was slowly returning to its human figure. He again moans with blood on his lips.

"You let them go?" he asked the wolven. The "wolven" tries to speak, but he never lets the wolven utter a word. He slapped the wolven face by the cover of his sword and kicked its belly hard.

"If this goes public, the entire kingdom will be alerted." He grimly looks at the pity wolven.

"The prince will be killed if the enemies know his location. Rather than letting the invaders live, we let them die. Such an outrageous idea, but that was the safest thing to hone the peace of the kingdom." He walked closer to the peak of the falls. He watched the prince below the falls. Eating peacefully at his own dining table.

He smiled bitterly.

"The only hope we can retrieve against this world is letting him live before his succession."

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