The Man’s Decree

Fraser’s throat bobbed, his facial expression shifting rapidly.

“Theobauld, you mentioned earlier your intention to infiltrate Allardland and capture Jared. Well, I’m giving you permission now. Go and apprehend Jared!” Fraser said to Theobauld.

Theobauld jolted slightly, offering an awkward laugh. “Prince Fraser, you must have misheard. I never said such a thing.”

“Didn’t you?” Fraser scrutinized Theobauld.

“I absolutely didn’t! I swear to the heavens!”

Theobauld made to raise his hand in a solemn VOW.

“Prince Fraser, Theobauld indeed never said anything about capturing Jared!” Salathiell chimed in.

I swear I never

really insisted on him heading into Allardland to apprehend Jared, wouldn’t he

ago, Theobauld claimed that he could handle Allardland all by himself. So, if we let him take down Allardland,

that Salathiell was on his side. Little did he expect that

words, Theobauld retorted with a disgruntled expression, the hand holding onto his cane trembling slightly. “I merely made an offhand comment earlier; who knew something like that would happen? It nearly scared

a smirk, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Didn’t you just say that you could

that I’m afraid of dying, but who will

you’re scared!” Salathiell laughed heartily, his head thrown back in amusement. “I thought you were a fearless old rascal, but it turns out

glared at Salathiell. “You’re nervous too, aren’t you? Why don’t you give it a shot? I don’t believe you can

least stronger than you, and at least I have the guts to give it

would be enough to push me forward?” Theobauld sneered dismissively. “If you dare to go, I dare to follow. Let’s see

go together! I don’t fancy going on a suicide mission alone anyway,” Salathiell said, an eyebrow raised and a sly smile playing

definitely won’t cry,” said Theobauld, his face serious. “I’ll be standing by,