Mary Moore
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Meanwhile, in the throne room where Samael and Stefan engaged in an intense fight, Samael's eyelids fluttered as he gazed up. "Rufus," he whispered, balling his hand into a fist because the second Rufus' heart stopped, Samael felt it. "It seemed Sir Barrett died." Samael snapped his eyes upon hearing Stefan's voice. "Don't worry, you will follow him soon so he wouldn't be sad." "It wasn't you," Samael whispered with narrowed eyes. "The humming… it was the same as that night in the banquet. So,…
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Kristina looked in the palace's direction as her heart suddenly raced anxiously. Back there was unlike the 'slight' peacefulness in this estate. Even from this distance, she could feel the powerful auras colliding in that place, making her vividly imagine the pile of corpses and blood painting the entire palace. "Captain…" she whispered, taking a deep breath. She couldn't point what exactly this anxiousness in her heart, but it made her feel restless. "Kristina." She snapped her eyes towards Ramin…
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While Fabian dashed to catch up to Lilou, he paused as his heart clenched. He clutched his chest, eyes slowly dilating. "Ru…" came out a whisper as he gazed at the palace's direction from his standpoint. "You…" Fabian could not move for a few minutes, he couldn't even blink. There was just tightness in his chest while his lungs constricted. "Hah…" The veins on the back of his hand protruded as he tightened his grip around his dark spear until it trembled. He always had this little connection…
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Gnash teeth, eyes ahead, galloping my way back to the palace. Yes. In the end, I didn't listen and returned to where we came from. I might see Fabian on the way back, but I would never listen to him ever again. 'Even if it means fighting him…' I swallowed down a mouthful of saliva as the wind grew harsh with my speed. "Get out of the way!" came out a yell as I took a route to where there were people. Screams and curses reached my ear as the people jumped to make way, but that didn't faze me.…
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Meanwhile, somewhere in the heart of the Capital, Kristina looked back upon hearing Ramin's voice. "Kristina, how is the situation?" asked Ramin as soon as he reached her, gazing at the people they were escorting to one of the Remingtons' estates. Right now, this area was being filled with darkness as the turned vampires were wreaking havoc; they're no different from those undeads. They encountered a few; some died while some were just knocked unconscious. "We had evacuated the people in the area,…
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"Either way, I am pleased to meet you." Three figures stood in front of Fabian, sizing him up and his strength. Even when he just stood, they could feel that the aura he exuded was no joke, making their weapons trembled. "Fabian the Butler," said a woman with short dark brown hair. "We, the Bearers of the Divine Order, asked you to surrender and come with us." "How formal." Fabian smiled, followed by a low chuckle. "If you are this nice, then I will." His immediate agreement made their brows…
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"Silvia, step aside before Lancelot mistake you as his meal." Yul's eyes glinted with malice, his sword trembling under Samael's clutches. "Stop this madness, Hell." "Have you lost your mind, Stefan? Hell?" Silvia's voice thundered while blocking Stefan's sword, her eyes flickering with rage as she stared at the king. "It should be me who should ask that, Silvia." Stefan's voice was low. "Have you two lost your minds? Do you want to die?" "How can you not behave yourself with all those…
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Zero chuckled, shaking his head while walking through the hallway. Werewolves? Beatrice's cards never ceased to amaze him. 'A title of a Queen befits her talent and wits,' He thought as a smirk appeared on his lips. 'Too bad, she is barren.' "Your Majesty." Suddenly, Tristan's voice intruded inside Zero's head, making the latter raise a brow. "Alistair had put a shadow on you and the princess." 'Is that so?' Zero's reaction was neither pleased nor displeased, it was nonchalance. 'It's to be…
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Meanwhile, on another side of the palace where the delegation of the princess of the Cross Kingdom stayed, Zarros gazed up. His eyes glinting with murderous intent as soon as he laid his eyes on the person approaching him. "Zarros," greeted Zero with a smirk, walking languidly without a care in the world. "Your Highness." Zarros hung his head low, keeping his emotions in check. "You came… just as what her highness said." "Oh? Beatrice is expecting me?" "Yes." The side of Zero's lips…
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We only encountered a few knights, which Fabian got rid of easily. I was almost in awe of his skills, but the situation didn't allow me to. "It's been a while, Your Grace. Our people had made a route for you." Noah uttered as soon as we met with him at the gates of the east wing. "It has been, Noah. What a surprise that you're also part of this." I pursed my lips, recalling the time I spent in Whistlebird in the past. Although I barely saw him from afar, I was acquainted with his father, Anton, and…
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