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86 I Want To Leave Kral

The departure of the man in the gray robe plunged the entire hall into silence. Prince Kral's face grew dark, as if a storm was about to unleash. His golden eyes reflected the light, resembling a raging fire about to erupt.

"He escaped?" Prince Kral muttered in a low but dangerous tone, looking in the direction where the mysterious man had disappeared.

The nobles exchanged glances, and everyone could sense the rising anger in Kral's eyes, like a dormant volcano on the verge of awakening. They lowered their heads, not daring to answer his question.

"Let me try, Your Highness," Alen stepped forward. With a solemn expression, he placed his sword where the mysterious man had stood before. The clash of cold steel against marble produced a crisp and pleasing sound. But the floor showed no trace, almost making one doubt their own eyes and memory.

"Your Highness," Alen withdrew his sword. His face was filled with guilt as he deeply bowed, "It is my inadequacy, Your Highness. I couldn't find a
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