Bab 29: Queen Eirwen

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Inside the royal palace of the kingdom of Marer, Ralf made his way to his room. He had been thinking about what transpired yesterday.

Before the duel, Ralf thought his warrior maid would most likely kick the ass of that old crook in a minute, and that was the only reason he had agreed to the duel. But he never expected that the doctor would be so shrewd. He had been preparing that explosive liquid ever since he entered the palace, just for the sake of this duel.

"Hah, well, anything for the throne," Ralf sighed, even though it hurt whenever he thought about that old man drilling his dear maid, but to make the king leave this world, it was the only possible solution.