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Having survived the mysterious assailant’s attack, Marquis Barogo stumbled out of his room. After hastily contacting someone, he managed to slip away unnoticed. The chilling sensation of his blood running cold still hadn't settled, and he occasionally shuddered uncontrollably.
Everything had gone horribly wrong.
Bang!!!
“Trink!! Count Trink!!”
Bursting into the Vatan Kingdom’s embassy, Marquis Barogo couldn’t hold back his fury. Naturally, there were attempts to block his entry, but once the guards saw his face, they stepped aside as if Count Trink himself had appeared. It was almost as if they had been expecting him to visit.
“My, oh my. What brings you here in such a rush when we’re busy with preparations for the banquet, Marquis?”
Marquis Barogo shouted furiously, “Shut up!! You vile, shameless bastard!!”
Count Trink paused briefly before shrugging. “Come this way, please.”
Glaring at him, Marquis Barogo stomped after him into the building. Count Trink led him to a small reception room.
“So, what brings you here?”
“Shut your mouth! Did you think I wouldn't realize you were the one behind Tsuna’s death?!”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Count Trink calmly replied.
“It’s true she was an obstacle to our deal, but I made it clear that killing her was out of the question!”
“Did you, now?”
Hearing his shameless response, Marquis Barogo’s eyes widened in fury. He shouted with certainty, “How dare you?! How dare a mere Vatanese do something like this within the capital of Alberta?”
Count Trink gave a thin smile. Then, following his slight gesture, a girl emerged from the shadows and slammed Marquis Barogo’s head onto the table.
“Gah!”
Blood burst from his broken nose and mixed with his shattered teeth. Marquis Barogo tried to glare at Count Trink, but his body was locked in place, unable to...
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