A Message From The Village

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The Duke looked into the box in horror, dropping it into the ground out of disgust. His Spirit, shaped as a glorious golden-colored chicken cried angrily a the soldier, while using its large claws to kick away the box from the Duke's presence…

This was the Duke's Spirit, the Golden Cockatrice King. Although it seemed impressive and was almost three-meters-tall, with a great amount of physical strength and innate abilities and magic, it wasn't the strongest spirit out there, nor the Duke had been enhancing his level or spirit orb past a certain point where he hit a progression wall and stopped caring about such things as he had to put his time into taking care of his duchy first.

"CRYYAAA!"

The angered cockatrice almost attacked the soldier, it had a strong and prideful personality, and hated it when someone tried to play a prank on his master.

"W-Who did this?!" roared the duke.