Rufus' POV:

Everyone fell silent, surprised by my words.

I pursed my lips and continued, "But because this wall was built by the ancestors of all the citizens here, I hope I can get your permission first."

Nobody dared speak. They all looked at me warily.

The sudden riot just now stained their faces with blood.

Even the well-dressed werewolves from inside the wall were not as clean as they were at the beginning. They stood among the werewolves outside the wall awkwardly, their clothes also stained with blood.

It was Geoffrey who had given them the opportunity to don such gorgeous clothes. He had created a sweet dream for them.

how wonderful their lives were, they had to wake

to burst

was the beginning-and

a boy who spoke. He was in rags, standing barefoot. Despite his dirty

want to see anyone else die..." The boy couldn't help but sob. "Everyone in my family were killed by vampires. I'm the

pained

sadness from someone who had been through

breath

bowed lower, not

vampires. I know this wall has protected

raised their heads and looked at each other uncertainly, as

royal family anymore, but I'll try to make it up to you. I will dispatch troops to stay here at all times to protect you. I swear on my life that this place will never been given up again. I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I only hope to prove what I said today with my future actions." My eyes swept across the crowd calmly. "From now on, you

heavy, and people

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