The person standing next to him responded.

�Yes, sir. This is it.�

Mock nodded his head at Alberu Crossman�s response and looked north.

He started to frown after reaching the southern side of the Black Castle.

��I hate to say this about the enemy, but it is amazing.�

His voice was full of admiration.

�Seriously, it is amazing.�

This was true for Alberu as well.

He touched the mask that covered his nose to his forehead as he observed the Black Castle in front of him.

�He said that it was the last Dragon Lord�s castle, right?�

Count Mock quietly mumbled as Alberu was recalling the information he had heard from Cale.

�I guess the Roan Kingdom really is nothing without Cale Henituse! They built this kind of castle for a twenty years old or so little kid who hasn�t even received a noble title!�

Count Mock�s face started to twist.

Anybody would be able to tell that he was jealous of Cale Henituse.

�Hmph! This castle looks even more stylish than Alberu Crossman�s palace. The crown prince leaves him alone even while knowing about this? The kingdom seems to be a total mess.�

Alberu�s gaze turned cold as he looked at him.

��This bastard.�

Mock didn�t realize Alberu�s gaze as he sneered and glared at the Black Castle.

�Hmph! It doesn�t matter since Cale Henituse will lose this castle today without being able to do anything. Kehehe.�

Wicked laughter started to flow out of his mouth.

�It�s a shame to destroy it.�

�Should I take it for myself?�

Count Mock�s eyes were full of greed.

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