53 033. Imperial Prince is Attending a Banquet -4 (Part One)

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Count Fomor fixed his attire and exited from his suite. Before leaving, he took a look back inside.

There wasn't a drop of blood, a piece of flesh, or even a scrap of the maid's clothing in it.

'I ended up losing my rationale.'

He felt overstuffed having eaten even the girl's clothing.

"How are you today, sir?"

Maidservants passing by greeted him.

Count Fomor waved his bandaged hand and addressed them, "Ah, by the way. Regarding the maid named Millia."

The maidservants stopped walking in order to listen properly.

"I had her sent to my territory as my private maid. I've been troubled with a shortage of personnel recently, you see. Can you speak to the grand chamberlain and express my apology for arbitrarily making up my mind on this matter?"

The maidservants all looked surprised.