"Rex Quill?"

Frank frowned-this was his first time hearing that name.

"Why did you have to blab?!"

Eric shot an accusing look at Tim, shaking his head. "Please, Mr. Lawrence. It's just rumors and speculation among the servants. Don't take it too seriously..."

"It doesn't matter. The governor's days are numbered," Tim retorted, determined. "And how long do you think we could live like this, Eric?"

That was enough to shut Eric up, and he once again looked troubled.

"Mr. Lawrence."

us underlings at all. I won't lie to you-Eric and I were war orphans who lost our father to the war. "The governor took in many children like us-children of his lost comrades, allowing us to reside in Quill Manor and train martial arts with his

us as peasants, a

clean too. "Sure, whenever the governor

doormen, suffering all kinds of

pointed at Tim's hip. "Hell, his hip was injured because one of them pummeled him on purpose

our families hostage, forcing them to work

finally shed

when my mother forgot to turn off a

"What..."

by the atrocities happening in

had a hand over her mouth, her eyes widened in disbelief. "H-How

Jean snorted coolly. "Hmph.

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