The chief of the Martial Alliance?! One could tell right away that the woman was not to be trifled with.

Fight or flight—everything now hinged on Talc's decision.

He spoke just then, saying, "Lady Silverbell. We have no intention to fight—we're here to recover our national treasure, which we know for a fact had been sold into Draconia's black market. All we want is to retrieve it... With your permission, of course."

Talc was clearly ready to encounter Draconia's authorities—how else would he have a script ready on the go?

"Your national treasure?"

Silverbell paused—she only came because she heard about the Talnamese presence, and this issue was not what she expected.

"Yes. And those are the ones who sold it," Talc said, pointing at Frank.

recognized Frank's silhouette, which reminded her a lot of

Talc. "I don't care what you think you're doing here. You're all leaving Draconian borders, and never coming back, or you'll die like

outburst left

rage, however, they knew that since the chief of the Martial Alliance was already here,

their presence had been exposed and there was

"Let's go!"

at his man and leveled a venomous glare at Frank. "Count

the Talnamese could leave, Frank strode up, cutting off

he had succeeded in rescuing Gina, these

they could not be

he did not want Silverbell to see, he glowered murderously as he demanded icily, "This is Draconia. Did you really

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