“Damn it! I told you not to trust that bastard!”


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    <li><em>Bang!</em></li>


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    In a dimly lit room without even a single window, the sound of a man angrily mming a table echoed. Among the three men seated at the table, the one with the most furious expression spoke up, though the other two were equally troubled.


    “Hah, that idiot Potts. We should’ve known better when he said he’d keep her hidden until the festival was over.”@@novelbin@@


    “…What can we do now? It’s already done.”


    “Damn it! Do you have any idea how many of my A-rank ghouls were lost just to kidnap that dumb princess? He kept saying we’d get back tenfold once we captured her, but he ended up dying like an idiot!”


    “…We get it. Now shut up. You’re not the only one who’s pissed off.”


    The men continued their conversation in a room where not even a sliver of light entered. Despite the pitch-ck darkness, they could still see each other''s expressions clearly, thanks to their keen night vision.


    “We trusted him because draining blood was what he did best, but now everything’s gone to hell. In hindsight, maybe we should’ve just turned her into a ghoul early on, awkward as it might have been.”


    “If we’d done that, Seraphine would’ve given up on Mezzlen ages ago. It was a necessary choice. Our goal isn’t that dim-witted princess anyway—it’s Seraphine.”


    “Damn it! How is it that there’s not a single noble family with a grudge against that woman? How many people did she have to sleep with to avoid making enemies?”


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    <li><em>Thud!</em></li>


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    <li><em>Crash!</em></li>


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    <li><em>Swoosh.</em></li>


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