But the squire shuddered when he realized that he was staring at him with a cold gaze, and the wine that came out of the glass almost wet Renard's sleeve.

He was already in a worse and worse mood, where could he stand this kind of grievance, and immediately scolded, while the attendant lowered his head and apologized again and again.

When the attendant left to pour drinks for the other gentlemen in red, blue, and green tuxedos, he realized that the terrifying gaze he had had come from a dark-haired boy.

A pair of golden eyes showed no emotion, just observing the squire's every move, although the silence made him swallow nervously and saliva.

The golden candlestick is lit and gently shaken......

"On the Throne" Chapter 13 I also bet on you to win is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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