Chapter 40

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"Viola!"

The hallway rumbled.

Thud! thud!

Someone came running with a heavy footstep-almost the only person in the Duchy Castle who can wander around freely.

It was Hickson, the Duke's comrade and close friend.

"You bastard!"

Hickson was very angry.

"Sir Hickson, long time no see."

"Hey, what's wrong with this dumb beast!"

Hickson loves animals. It is known that he likes animals more than people.

"Do you want to die?"

Among them, he especially loved dogs and cats, and he was called Cat Mom because he always gave food to stray cats roaming the streets.

Kundo looked at Hickson with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Sir Hickson?"

"Follow me."

No violence was allowed inside the Winter Castle. However, it was a different story when it comes to the training.

"Why? Are you afraid?"

"You are insulting Veratoux."

Kundo nodded his head without much agitation.

He knew Hickson was much stronger than him, but he couldn't refuse. If it was Veratoux, it should have been. Even if Hickson was stronger than himself, he couldn't avoid the oncoming fight.

"Let's go to the room."

He arrived at the training room. Of course, Kundo was beaten by Hickson in the training room.

"A weapon is a waste for someone like you."

He didn't use any weapon. He just hit with his bare fist.

Kundo's cheekbones collapsed, and two of his fingers were fractured. He spread out on the floor and took a deep breath.

On the other hand, Hickson seemed okay.

"This guy. Pick him up and take it."

Kundo's butler frowned slightly.

"You'll have to take responsibility for this."

"Huh! What responsibility?"

Hickson poked his nostrils with his index finger.

"What is the responsibility for being hit by me because he was weak?"

"...Prince Kundo is only nineteen years old now."

"Then?"

"The potential for growth is endless."

As time goes by, Kundo will get stronger, while Hickson will be weak. He pointed that out.

"I wish a guy like that grew up."

"I hope you will not regret today."

Kundo's butler carried Kundo on his back. If he was treated by the priest, he would be healed without any aftereffects, but what about his broken self-esteem?

Kundo's gaze turned to Viola.

"Coward."

Viola shrugged her shoulders. "Thanks for the compliments."

White Veratoux uses resourcefulness.

It's all right to draw power other than her own.

"If possible, it would have been better if it was expressed as mercenary art."

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