"We thought you were dead, Dalgan." The demoness said, tearful and devastated as well. "The Grand Prince came himself and informed us about your demise along with the other four Generals."
Dalgan gritted his teeth, his fist clenched. "I-I was on a mission in another world! How could you do this, Agerza… You…"
"She didn't marry for a decade and grieved for you, General. She waited for you, but once her health started deteriorating, Reren brought her to the hospital," Byeren said, his voice shivering, knowing the man before him was abysmally powerful. "I am a healer, General—A military healer…"
"Enough. I have no interest in knowing about your love story." Dalgan rubbed his face, cleaning the tears around the corner of his four eyes. "Clearly, I should have died instead of returning."
Dalgan turned around after that and started walking away. "I won't disturb your happy little family again. Pope, let's go. I'll guide you to the capital."
[A/N: Don't forget to unload your heavy load of stones and GT on me!]
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