Cm? I’m Anton, the son of the Pontiff of the Sauro Church!

“I–if you dare to harm me, my father…”

Bam!

Before Anton could finish, a fist landed heavily on his face. It was none other than Noir, who had come in fury after comforting Katalina.

“The Pontiff’s son?” Noir’s voice was furious. “So what if you’re the Pontiff’s son? Since you dared to lay a finger on Lina, I won’t spare you even if you’re God Himself!”

As he spoke, he rained down fists on Anton’s face, chest, abdomen, arms, and legs, leaving no part untouched.

“How dare you… How dare you lay l

on the queen? How dare you threaten me?” Noir continued to rebuke while relentlessly beating Anton.

After several rounds, Anton’s face was unrecognizable, and his limbs were severely damaged. He was barely gasping for breath.

Andrius intervened. “Don’t kill him,

“Sure!”

anger and let go. However, he spat out a thick wad of saliva on Anton’s face,

“Let’s go.”

them left Pineworth County with the two

they returned to the capital of Flandom, Andrius immediately examined Margerina’s injuries. She was already injured before and disfigured by Richard. It was a miracle that she did not die on the spot when Anton slapped her in the head. Through acupuncture, Andrius managed to improve Margerina’s complexion slightly. She managed to wake up, but her condition was still quite

Katalina instantly had a bad feeling and choked

looked over

while putting away the needles. “Her Majesty took

already physically frail. Her condition is critical, and her vitality is fading. No amount of

body to prolong her life, it won’t be for too long. At most… It’ll

sank further with each word from Andrius. When he said ‘a year ‘,

One year…

tears. “I’m sorry. If it weren’t

wouldn’t have suffered from that beast,

increasingly hoarse

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