Chapter 505
Chapter 505
Berhem’s madness didn’t stop at consuming the lives of others.
“Why isn’t the war preparation finished yet?”
He needed to kill Count Fenris, the one who had driven him into this corner. Just thinking about him made Berhem’s rage boil over uncontrollably.
He constantly pressured Marquiss Domont, impatient to send his "great army" to crush the North.
Marquiss Domont, drenched in nervous sweat, desperately tried to calm him.
“Your Majesty, we need more time to prepare. Please, be patient.”
Waging war wasn’t something that could be done on a whim, especially against a formidable enemy like the northern army.
Marquiss Domont continued to placate Berhem, his tone steady.
“Your Majesty, the lords are loyal to you. They are merely afraid.”
“Afraid?”
“Yes. They remember their previous conflicts with the Duke’s house. The truce has left them anxious about potential repercussions.”
“Then what must be done?”
“Your Majesty should extend your mercy, forgiving their perceived offenses and assuring them of your protection.”
“Very well. That is not a difficult task. Will that suffice?”
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