Chapter 33
Author: Joshpen
last update2026-08-31 23:27:36

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

“Hold on, there are guards everywhere.” Lord Stephan signaled to Marcus to stop while he peeped through a tiny hall inside the wall to see if the guards on the other side were still there.

“You left me…” Marcus said after a while, looking at the General with an unpleasant expression that displayed his displeasure over his actions.

“I am sorry, Marcus. I had to ensure that none of the other soldiers on patrol had seen you.”

“But you should have said something before leav
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