“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Ivan yelled, running behind Izek and taking the opportunity of having separated from the rest of the Paladins to berate his captain.

 

“I’m going to beat up that big b*stard, why?”

 

“Is that all you’re thinking about right now? Protecting your wife’s boyfriend? F*ck, I’m not even sure that b*stard will recognize us! And what if the rest heads this way after all? What if your wife does too?”

 

“I tried to divert them but it’s impossible if no one ever f*cking listens to me!”

 

Indeed, the reason Izek went against the Knight Commander’s orders was to prevent anyone from coming near the Moon Tower.

 

The secrets related to Rudbeckia could never be revealed to the public. If, while confronting the Frost Dragon, it did happen to get exposed, then the amount of witnesses had to be strictly limited to the Knights of Longinus and the King’s Guard.

 

In other words, only the greatest powers in Britannia, the Omertas, the Knights of Longinus, and the Royal Family, could know of Rudbeckia’s ability and connection to the Frost Dragon.

 

Ivan understood that very well. The only problem was that…

 

“The commander is going to kill us.”

 

“If he does that, he’ll have no knights to lead.”

 

“Your father will too. And His Highness…”

 

Before Ivan could finish the thought, a flash of lightning exploding right in front of his feet rendered him motionless. The loud bellow of a certain man that followed next had him cowering and regretting all of his decisions.

 

“Izek van Omerta! Stop right this instant!”

 

Despite his father’s livid declaration, Izek kept on pushing forward, not once turning his eyes towards the two men in charge whose orders he was blatantly disobeying.

 

The Knight Commander and the Duke of Omerta shared a look, the same thought running through both of their minds.

 

“Where do you think you’re going? Sir Ivan! Hurry up and stop him!”

 

“It’s impossible for me to do that, Commander!”

 

Lamenting on his sh*tty luck and his presumably ruined career, Ivan sent out a prayer begging for the commander and the duke to understand and chased after his goddamned friend.

 

As the two Paladins vanished into the distance in half a second, the Duke of Omerta pinched his nose and looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

 

The events from earlier flashed before his eyes as a splitting headache had him angrily rubbing his temples. His daughter-in-law covered in blood, his son trying to kill the firstborn of the Pope… He had barely managed to separate the two. He hadn’t even had the time to catch his breath before Cardinal Valentino completely disappeared from under his nose and a damn dragon and its legion of murderous monsters attacked the city.

 

To make matters worse, his blasted son had gone out of control, breaking protocol and going against direct orders from not only the commander but also the king. Not even the Duke of Omerta knew what to do right now.

 

The Knight Commander didn’t look any better, his blood pressure about to reach heights it had never reached before.

 

Then, the man did something unexpected. He sighed and put his hand on the duke’s shoulder. It had him unknowingly exhale his old comrade’s name for the first time in a long while.

 

“Sir Barons.”

 

“Your Grace, don’t glare at me like that, and just avert your eyes.”

 

was trying to say and he rolled his aching shoulders, keeping his eyes locked on the alleyway

 

becoming more and more

 

***

 

Britannia’s pride and joy and known for its long history, was currently being terrorized by the colossal

 

winged creature spreading out its majestic wings against the backdrop of a burning red sky

 

people below, the horror of it all descending down on them like the cold snow the being had called forth

 

was awaiting them if they managed to survive

 

had recognized the two knights, jerked its head to the side and did the

 

of what he had witnessed earlier, but Ivan found himself comparing

 

felt far more benign than the Holy Pope’s own

 

this reptile know that the tower it was demolishing with its

 

The fire lighting up his eyes was no less bloodthirsty than the golden ones glowing between black

 

this bizarre staring contest with his wife’s shameless boyfriend she had once

 

down,

 

of an

 

***

 

the back streets of Elendale and avoiding the busiest parts of the city as they were overrun with gruesome

 

had turned a fiery red, the setting sun casting long and foreboding shadows and snowflakes glistened as

 

as another roar reverberated and echoed through the air. Ellenia next to us

 

We have to hurry! All the members of Longinus are at the Moon Tower, so we

 

corpses of not only humans but mostly demons,

 

the town square where all the roads came

 

standstill as the Frost Dragon let out another series of unending shrieks,

 

Sir Camu, fury clear

 

are you doing here?

 

no time to explain, so just get out of the way,” Ellenia snapped at him, still dignified like she always

 

course, Sir Camu couldn’t allow for that

 

dangerous! Where are you

 

Omerta, so none of you have the right

 

reply. The matter-of-fact way she had said it had my eyes almost popping out of my skull. Sir Camu looked even worse, his jaw almost having dropped to the ground. Andymion muttered something that wounded like a wow

 

“Duchess…”

 

His face held an expression I could not describe. His light blue eyes, so similar in color to his vibrant hair, had always been critical and aloof when pointed at me. Now, they

 

“If something were to—”

 

heading towards the Moon Tower,

 

as we walked past him, leaving him standing

 

Lady? Duchess? You…

 

and cries reached my ears as we moved further along the street, and not long after that, Sir Camu’s angry

 

to kill you, you know! Don’t say I

 

I didn’t think that he would have let us pass

 

Andymion into danger like this and had to explain what I had wanted

 

the consequences too much, because a kobold jumped out and

 

the coliseum, when the ghoul had floated right in front of me, when its vacant orbs had chilled me to the bone. The verdant glow the little kobold was emanating flashed wildly and

 

have

 

too caught

 

Ellenia mouthed a prayer under her breath, made the sign of the cross, stepped forward and held out her arms in front of

 

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