C340 A Young Wolf That Had Tasted Blood

There's always an end to the long night.

After the silent night, the light of dawn appeared on the horizon, dyeing the sea a golden-red color similar to Rome's.

The three nobles who had returned from the Frank were sitting in a corner of the Roman conference room, glaring at the twenty or so nobles of the same rank in front of them.

"I don't agree."

The Black Deer Marquis said word by word