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CHAPTER 46: A Pact With The Devil
Caldwell’s face went as pale as a ghost. Did he really hear Tristal’s words correctly?
“I know you must be Langrion and Danterion’s real father. It’s because of you that the prophecy of the Demon King might be fulfilled…”
Utterly surprised, he let go of her trembling form. She started to stagger away from him, but she caught one of her arms once more.
“Tristal… No… You must have been mistaken…”
“I am not mistaken, Cal. We both know it… And Cashmere knows it too…” Her beloved Tristal said, weeping openly now in exasperation.
“H-How?... How did you know?...”
“Cashmere sent me letters before she took her own life, Cal… I thought they were letters that reflected the flimsy state of her sanity after what happened during the princes’ baptismal, but they weren’t… On her final letter, she included something else… An official manuscript of the oracle of the divine…”
“Your crimes against her were detailed in there, Cal… Cashmere could ne
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