?Chapter 862:


    Every message brought only disappointment, deepening our fears that Makenna might have met with tragedy.


    Topound our struggles, Alice and herpanions had also vanished without a trace, as if the earth itself had swallowed them whole, leaving not even footprints to follow.


    The only remaining thread connecting us to Makenna was Grace, the woman Antoni had captured.


    Dominic, yton, and I managed to wrest her from Antoni’s grasp, securing her in the dungeon beneath heavy guard.


    Yet that woman remained stubbornly silent, her lips sealed tight against both gentle coaxing and firm pressure. Her eyes burned with unmistakable hostility whenever we approached.


    While I was lost in this thicket of worries, an official approached the throne, presenting a letter with both hands. “Your Majesty,” he announced with careful deference, “this is a letter from Beta Cody.”


    My father waved his hand impatiently, wordlesslymanding him to continue.


    The official swallowed visibly before proceeding, “Beta Cody reports that the Mayor of Marehelm, Dayton Pierce, has been neglecting his duties. The city has fallen into disarray, and he requests your permission to dismiss him.”


    At this moment, my father’s mind was entirely consumed with finding Makenna, leaving no room for such mundane political matters. He barely nced at the letter before dismissing it from his thoughts, his expression unchanged.


    Marehelm?


    The name struck a chord in my mind. I knew well that the downstream currents where Makenna fell would lead directly to Marehelm—the very gateway to the werewolf forest.


    Our previous attempt to infiltrate those woods had been hasty and superficial, like trying to map a mountain range through fog. We had missed crucial details, leaving many questions unanswered. Perhaps this situation offered an unexpected doorway to answers.


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    A n began to crystallize in my thoughts.


    I stepped forward with purpose and addressed my father. “Father, I wish to personally inspect Marehelm.”


    Upon hearing my words, the deep furrows across my father’s brow softened slightly. He regarded me with a flicker of relief and nodded his approval. “It’s a good idea. You’ve been haunted by worry over Makenna day and night. Take this chance to gather your thoughts.”


    After a moment’s contemtion, he shifted his gaze to Dominic and yton, his voice ringing through the hall. “You two should go along as well! You’re not young anymore, yet you’ve never faced a real battlefield. Consider this an opportunity to gain some experience.”


    After the meeting, yton’s eyes glinted with curiosity as he asked, “Why did you suddenly decide to go to Marehelm?”


    A weight settled in my chest as I answered him with grave purpose, “I want to take this chance to uncover the truths of the past. Moreover, the sea area where Makenna fell leads directly to Marehelm. If she’s still alive, there’s a high chance she’ll appear there.”


    “You’re right,” Dominic nodded thoughtfully, his expression reflecting our shared concern. “Makenna is determined to rescue the remaining white wolves. She will definitely go to that ce.”


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