Chapter 404: The Dust Settles, Where Does Love Belong
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Updated : Apr 10th, 2026
The acrid smell of gunpowder and blood hung heavy in the air, a grim perfume for the end of a war. Dust motes danced in the single beam of moonlight that pierced the shattered ceiling of the grand hall, illuminating the figure of Corentin Bill. He stood amidst the carnage, the body of the Southeast Prince a testament to his wrath, yet he felt no triumph. The adrenaline that had fueled the Wolf King was draining away, leaving behind a profound, bone-deep exhaustion and a heart heavy with burdens...
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