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"I heard that the discussions between Crown Prince Hyacinth and the Old Duke were fierce. They insist on bringing our prisoners back to their kingdom without consequences," said a Lycan, who guarded the dungeon.
He was used to discussing with his friend, another Lycan who was on guard with him.
"Right, I heard it too. But Young Lord Goldlane and Old Duke also continued to insist on just killing this prisoner no matter what. Heheheh, if the Old Duke has decided something, it will eventually happen," said his friend.
The prisoner they were talking about, whose face was covered with a black cloth sack and mouth bound with cloth, listened with sweaty bodies. His only remaining hand was chained to the wall, as were his legs.
Julian Hyacinth was tired and depressed.
"Ah, that's right.
