The wind inside the carriage became still, Erica slowly opened her eyes and look in the direction of the Prince, they were in a deadlock with their shoulders against their necks.
"S-Sir Knight, T-that?-" Erica asked in a small voice when she received a glare from the Prince- No, it's definitely the Duke now. Then that means, The Prince is back to being a spirit.
"Mad Dog! What are you doing going against your Master, huh? Do you really have a death wish?" He asked in an annoyed tone.
He Ming, who was now more composed and was able to understand this eccentric Duke, spill the words he needed to know, to stroke his ego,
"The God has already spoken, if you want to be the true Paladin of God, you have to prove your worth. All this time that you were out cold, did you not reflect enough?" He Ming frowned at him and look at him with a face full of seriousness.
