The Wolf’s Bride

“Speak!” 

St. Dmitri immediately raised his head. 

Lloyd lowered his voice and said, “Flandom is about to host á grand competition in Praxis Island to elect a new king. The Wolf King, Queen Margerina, and Katalina will surely participate as well.” 

Lloyd trailed off because he knew that St. Dmitri was a smart person. 

“You mean… 

“St. Dmitri’s eyes narrowed. “You want me to take action during the competition and kill the Wolf King openly, so I can avoid accountability from Old Hagstorm?” 

“That’s right!” Lloyd nodded. “Although it’ll still be suspicious, doing it in public would make it difficult for Old Hagstorm to find fault. Furthermore, as long as you do a clean job, I can join you in dealing with Old Hagstorm. 

“Although we might not win, if we try to leave, Old Hagstorm won’t be able to stop us.” 

Lloyd spoke sincerely, but his true intentions were concealed. His ultimate goal had always been to implement the century–long plan of his family! 

St. Dmitri fell into silence again. He was considering the risks involved and how much Lloyd’s words could be trusted. 

St. Dmitri had been in Obaro for many years, so he knew Lloyd to some extent. Lloyd was a person of deep concealment and profound scheming! 

“Fine!” 

After a moment of contemplation, St. Dmitri’s desire for revenge for his son took over, and he agreed. “Inform me before the Praxis competition. I will be the one who kills the Wolf King!” 

Lloyd was overjoyed to see him agree, but he maintained a calm expression on his face. “In that case, I wish us a smooth success!” 

Dmitri made a gesture and chanted, “Amen…” 

“Amen…” 

After the discussion, Lloyd and Alexander left the church and returned to Flandom. 

The convoy had just entered the capital’s territory when they were stopped by 

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someone. A person clad in black and wearing a cloak with their hands crossed stood there boldly. 

“Who are you? This is the convoy of Alexander’s family. Make way!” 

The accompanying knights got out of the car and shouted loudly, trying to drive the cloaked figure away. 

Phweet- 

Instead of retreating, the cloaked figure unexpectedly whistled an eerie and piercing sound. 

Screech… 

Swoosh… 

Skitter… 

At the whistle, the sky suddenly darkened. 

Countless insects surged like ocean waves, densely packed and overwhelming. Wherever they went, no vegetation survived! 

Grass, flowers, and trees all withered instantly as if all their moisture and nutrients had been sucked away. 

“Ahhhh-” 

The knights had never seen something like this before. They were terrified and tried to defend, but could not endure for a second before being devoured by the countless insects. 

After that, all that remained in their place were skeletons completely stripped of 

their flesh. 

It was terrifying and fear–inducing. 

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