The Lycanthrope Lord (5) “Can I meet the Marquis right now?” Sungjin asked with certainty. If his expectations were correct, the Marquis must have been informed about this meeting in advance. As expected, Ilma, who had momentarily stiffened, soon nodded in response. “Yes, Your Highness. The Master has prepared to receive you. I’ll escort you to his tent immediately.” After...
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