Chapter 1272
“I don’t want to be the queen. I just want to be your sister. I want to be forever…”
Seeing this, Andrius and Noir silently left the room.
your sister
The Arctic Fox had already sensibly disappeared when they returned to the capital.
“Noir…”
On the balcony, Andrius looked at the bustling fireworks of the capital and said jokingly, “If Katalina becomes the queen of Flandom, would you stay and be her prince?”
What was that supposed to mean?
Was Andrius asking him to choose between the Lycantroops and Katalina?
Noir could not help but glance at the room, then said solemnly, “Andy, I’ve belonged to the Lycantroops since the day I joined. Even when I die, my ghost will also belong to the Lycantroops!
“No matter how much I like Katalina, if I had to choose between the Lycantroops and her, I would leave Flandom without hesitation and return to the
Lycantroops.”
Andrius laughed and asked, “Won’t you regret it? Be honest with me. Katalina should be the first girl you developed feelings for, right? I’ve never seen you care so much about a girl before.”
A flicker of reluctance flashed in Noir’s face, but he still nodded and said firmly, “ I’ll regret it, but I’ll be happy as long as she’s doing well!”
Andrius greatly approved of Noir’s words in his heart. Noir had truly fallen for
her.
He patted Noir’s shoulder and did not continue.
As a must–pass area between two cities, the tragic incident in Pineworth County last night was quickly discovered and immediately caused a huge sensation.
The camp of the Sauro Church was bathed in blood!
The son of the Pontiff, Anton, was disabled!
What was going on?!
Chapter 1272
The people who discovered this situation immediately sent Anton back to the church headquarters.
“Ahhhh….”
When the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri, saw the miserable state of his son, he felt as if his chest would explode from anger. He let out a deafening roar.
Killing intent surged like wild gusts of wind, wreaking havoc in the world.
Swoosh…
The glass in the building shattered and fell to the ground, forming a spider web-
like crack.
Whoosh, whoosh…
The flora outside was also impacted by the tremendous force and bent at the stem. No plant remained unscathed, and no leaf remained intact.
At that moment, the entire Sauro Church headquarters trembled.
“Who did this? Who did this to my son?!” St. Dmitri roared at the sky, causing waves of shocking sound waves.
Countless people instantly started bleeding from their ears, and some even covered their ears in pain and crouched on the ground.
The scene fell into a dead silence. Dozens of red–robed cardinals from various countries in Obaro did not dare to speak. They all lowered their heads, wishing they could hide in a hole.
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