Chapter 82
Author: Lord Comfort
last update2025-03-06 12:20:19

When the tension in the air had finally cooled off a bit and Saint was the only man standing amidst the chaos, Drake approached him—with a tinge of doubt.

"S—saint?" He called out, moving towards him.

"Where the hell is Uncle Magnus and Gerald, how could they have let this happen while I was gone!!" Saint screamed above his lungs .

"Saint, you have to calm down." Drake let out, trying to calm him down but Saint was not having any of it.

He was pissed at the fact that Gerald and his uncle had scampered away like chickens. Even if they were not able to put up a fight against these bandits, they should have sent the warriors to the battle front to at least protect the people.

A lot of his subjects had lost their lives while trying to get away from these bandits and it would take almost forever to completely bury them all.

"I said where the hell is Uncle Magnus and Gerald?!" Saint yelled out again, turning to face Drake for the first time since he came up beside him.

"I....I have no
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