“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.”

 

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

 

surroundings gradually becoming more and more darker passed him

 

***

 

Tower, Britannia’s pride and joy and known for its long history, was currently being terrorized by the colossal frame of a black-and-blue-scaled

 

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

 

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

 

Paladins, definitely not surviving the punishment that was awaiting them if they managed to survive this, watched from the

 

jerked its head to the side and did

 

of what he had witnessed earlier, but Ivan found himself comparing the Cardinal Valentino from today to the devil blocking the

 

some reason, that crazy lizard felt far

 

the tower it was demolishing with its gigantic claws was considered a national treasure and the apple of

 

of the same mind. The fire lighting up his eyes was no less bloodthirsty than the golden ones glowing between

 

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

 

on down, you

 

of an enraged Frost

 

***

 

of Elendale and avoiding the busiest parts of the city as they were overrun with gruesome monsters and hysterical crowds of

 

red, the setting sun casting long and foreboding shadows and snowflakes glistened as

 

trembled with fear as another roar reverberated and echoed through the air. Ellenia next to us stopped

 

don’t stop! We have to hurry! All the members of Longinus are

 

humans but mostly demons, piles and piles of mana stones rolling around our feet. It appeared to be that the knights and guards had already cleaned

 

Britannia where the Moon Tower was located lay at the center of the capital. Reaching the town square where

 

Dragon let out another series of unending shrieks, someone spotted us and

 

was Sir Camu, fury clear

 

are you doing here? Andymion, have you lost your

 

to explain, so just get out of the way,” Ellenia snapped at him, still dignified like she always was, and tried to take the lead

 

couldn’t allow for that

 

dangerous! Where are you going

 

is an order from Duchess Omerta, so none of you have the right

 

us stood motionless and dumbstruck at Ellenia’s curt 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.

 

“Duchess…”

 

looked at me on Andymion’s back. 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 were quivering with an emotion I could only

 

“If something were to—”

 

the Moon Tower,

 

even blink as

 

My Lady? Duchess? You… You must

 

reached my ears as we moved further along the street, and not long after

 

the designated safe area! Ah, f*ck it. He’s going to kill you, you know!

 

thankful? I watched as Sir Camu hesitated for a while before he raked his hands through his hair and turned around, catching up to his colleagues. I didn’t think that he would have let us pass if it hadn’t been for Ellenia. I hadn’t expected her to be so firm and resolute in helping me. I hadn’t expected her

 

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

 

a kobold jumped

 

at 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

 

have

 

move, too caught up in surprise to say

 

Ellenia mouthed a prayer under her breath, made the

 

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