Day 153 - 8:16 PM - Village of Exiles, Barangay Mardrijelos, Municipality of Algeria, Province of Cebu
"Shouldn't we talk about this somewhere no one could hear?"
Erille replied to Pefile's question while glancing at the surroundings.
Pefile could not help but loosen his tight grip on his spear. He was pretty agitated at the topic of his abducted wife that he forgot that this was not the right place to talk about private matters.
"Lead the way."
Pefile replied to the old Tamawo.
Erille then turned to the people around them.
"All of you return to what you are doing. Don't be a bother to our King."
"Yes!"
The people replied, respectfully bowing to Pefile and Erille before they left.
"How many times should I need to tell you that I am not your King?"
Pefile frowned.
Here's today's chapter! Yawn~ Damn, I'm having my sleepy syndrome again.
Anyway, here's the story guys. I guess I don't have to say who the first prince.
Still, it's a typical contest for the throne between princes. The only difference this time is it's a tribe of a magical race.
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