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"Hurry, go!"
Lola, driving the lead carriage, accelerated and dashed out, with the prison wagon following behind. In a flash, they rushed onto the highway outside the city.
The guards, still in shock, looked at the battered Cain, then at the escaping carriages, as if suddenly realizing sothing.
"Lord Cain, are you alright?"
"Alright? Do I look alright to you? Hurry up and give chase!"
Cain scread in fury. He truly hated those elves to his bones.
Just a asly group of elves, and they dared to hurt—Hmm? Wait, why doesn't it hurt anymore?
Cain felt sothing strange. He turned his head slightly to look at the throwing knife lodged in his shoulder, and saw that the wound was already turning black.
Poison!
"Urgh... aaah!"
Cain's body began to tremble, convulsed a few tis, and then fell hard to the ground. At this, the surrounding guards rushed to his side.
"Lord Cain, what's the matter?"
The leading guard shook Cain, who, realizing the poison had reached his heart and that he wouldn't survive, tried to tell them the na of the culprit, so the Terance family could avenge him!
Just you wait, elves of the Darkmoon clan. The wrath of the Terance family will befall you soon!
Revenge!
"T-the... culprit... is..."
Cain's body trembled as he squeezed the words out, one by one.
"Who is the culprit?"
The guards asked anxiously. Cain, wide-eyed, continued with effort.
"T-the culprit is... the... the... the—!"
But before he could finish saying "Darkmoon Elves clan
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