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.

Frank's silhouette, which reminded her a lot of the man in

help blushing but 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

outburst left the

of the Martial

presence had been exposed and there was nothing they

"Let's go!"

his man and leveled a venomous glare at Frank. "Count your

leave, Frank strode up, cutting off their

he had succeeded in rescuing Gina, these men

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