The chief of the Martial Alliance?! One could tell right away that the woman was not to be trifled with.

Fight or flight-everything now hinged on Talc's decision.

He spoke just then, saying, "Lady Silverbell. We have no intention to fight-we're here to recover our national treasure, which we know for a fact had been sold into Draconia's black market. All we want is to retrieve it... With your permission, of course."

Talc was clearly ready to encounter Draconia's authorities-how else would he have a script ready on the go?

"Your national treasure?"

Silverbell paused-she only came because she heard about the Talnamese presence, and this issue was not what she expected.

"Yes. And those are the ones who sold it," Talc said, pointing at Frank.

her a lot of the man in her

soon scowled and waved off Talc. "I don't care what you think you're doing here. You're all leaving Draconian borders, and never coming back, or you'll die like that man over

left the Talnamese

since the chief of the Martial Alliance was

their presence had been exposed and there was nothing they could

"Let's go!"

and leveled a venomous glare at Frank. "Count your blessings,

Talnamese could leave, Frank strode up,

he had succeeded in rescuing Gina, these men now knew

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