The upset dukes and duchess were still scowling despite what they'd seen happen to one of them. Roswald was gone and his wife turned into a zombie. Even so, the greed of the already wealthy knew near no bounds. They didn't care much for the fat bastard himself, after all, like everything else he was just a means to an end–until they could get an upper hand.
Having seen such a situation arising, however, Milo had planned ahead, far ahead than any of them could've.
"Markus…" Standing above them all, Milo glanced over to Markus. "Next time any of them lift so much as a finger, I give you full authority to take their hands."
"As you wish my lord," hearing the grumbling voice of the dark knight, the nobles grew a bit more hesitant.
But then Milo added something that made them more subservient.