Duke, Please Let Go of My Ankle!

CHAPTER : 3.7

Audrey fought back tears with all her might. But her once-clear vision of her hands and feet began to blur. She squinted her eyes and tried to remain calm, but her reddening nose was not something she could hide easily.

Kudangtang.

“……!”

The Duke of Fritz leaped to his feet from his uncomfortable chair.

“……, Your Excellency?”

“…….”

He glared at the innocent Audrey for a long moment and then strode out of the Treasury without another word.

The crowd, stunned by the sudden turn of events, remained frozen in place, unable to speak.

‘Dangerous, dangerous.

Derek ran down the corridor at the fastest speed he’d ever run since he was born. If he’d sat in the Treasury any longer, anything could have happened. And it was all because of his dodo.

“I can’t stand it!

As I stared at him, I felt an inexplicable surge of violence. I wanted to rush to the theatre and cut the scarecrow to pieces, and I wanted to break down every wall I could see.

“Am I going crazy?

Something was tickling me, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I wondered if this weird tickle would go away if I chanted the Vedas. The adorableness of the dodo was too much for me to handle.

Sukung! Sukung!

Derek went on a rampage, his merciless sword slashes brutally shattering the training scarecrows. Even though he knew they weren’t human, the sight of the straw men strewn across the stage gave him goosebumps.

“Who else has offended His Excellency?

Lucas stood at a distance and watched the scene unfold.

In a fit of rage, the Duke of Frit had not only cut the scarecrow to pieces but had also replaced his sword with his fists.

The reason for this was unknown. Why would a man sitting at the Treasury suddenly become so angry?