Translated by: A Passing Wanderer
Edited by: RED
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"Charlotte."
Charlotte needed only one word from Allen to yank out her sword and point it at the Count of Ronia, Jenald Ripang.
However, the Count didn't falter as the sharp blade was pointed at him. He remained unwavering while facing her sword, instead.
Allen furrowed his brow while observing Count Jenald's reaction.
'What a gutsy attitude that is…'
After the accomplishment of defeating the undead in Ronia, Jenald must've overcome his natural tendency to be scared and had become something greater.
'Well, this just became real troublesome.'
Allen did his absolute best to suppress the urge to massage his temples.
Who'd have imagined in their wildest dreams that an easily-scared Count was scheming a revolt of this magnitude?
'Not only that, what else did he say? It's all for my sake?'
Now that was a seriously dangerous declaration!
'That makes it sound like I'm the boss of the rebels now!'