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Chapter 390
Chapter 390
Enkrid caught the smell of blood and the faint stench of decay in the battlefield.
The traces of battle were also clear.
A quick glance around told him everything he needed to know.
The queen sat silently on her throne, lips tightly pressed together.
Beside her, Lua Garne stood with a severed ankle. Despite this, she managed to maintain her balance, though her armor was scratched in places.
‘A sign of a fierce battle,’ Enkrid thought.
It was clear that Lua Garne had fought in a battle that had cost her an ankle.
Yet, she had survived.
The Marquess of Octo, standing just in front of the eight low steps leading to the throne, wore a robe splattered with blood.
His complexion was darker than usual, and he seemed to be deliberately hiding his grim expression.
The surroundings were telling too.
Though the bodies had been cleared away, bloodstains and broken walls remained visible.
Even the white-painted columns that supported the hall bore sword marks.
The stench of decay told him something.
It was the scent of a monster.
Among the dead, there were a few furry monsters. Werewolves.
‘It wasn’t just the Viscount Bentra behind this.’
Though Enkrid couldn’t pinpoint the exact mastermind, the intention was clear.
His conclusion, formed by instinct, reason, and thought, was simple.
‘They tried to kill Crang, seize the capital, and secure the queen's safety.’
But perhaps they had even intended to kill the queen as well? He couldn’t know for sure. One thing was certain, though—their plan had failed. Crang was alive, and the queen appeared to be unharmed.
Enkrid's gaze shifted behind the throne. There, standing behind the magician, was a man.
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