Count Schwarz rose from his seat, his cold gaze fixed on Ghislain.
"Did you say your name was Alfoy? Then as a celebration for the start of this war, I’ll send your severed head as the first gift."
At his signal, the surrounding knights and soldiers drew their weapons, encircling Ghislain and his group.
The mercenaries who had accompanied Ghislain instinctively reached for their own weapons.
They weren’t exactly sure how things had ended up like this—again—but by now, they had grown accustomed to Ghislain’s antics.
The tension between both sides was suffocating.
The moment Count Schwarz gave the order, blood would be spilled.
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