He Who Covets the Abandoned Bride (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 102

Combined with Adrian’s power and Tristan’s liberation, the chaos that shook the entire region that night spread like wildfire across the south within a single day.

The enormous explosion and blinding white light that had initially struck terror into people’s hearts were now being called a miracle by some.

Perhaps it was only natural.

That morning, before dawn had even fully broken, Adrian had returned to camp with his knights perfectly intact.

Even Rilvan, who had been waiting inside the camp, seemed slightly surprised to see them return calmly without a single horse injured.

Rilvan himself had dealt with other monsters within the camp in his own way, but Adrian’s feat overshadowed it so completely that it rendered his own efforts insignificant.

Though she had only watched from within the camp, Laila had witnessed what had transpired during the night—so when Adrian returned looking utterly composed, she found herself tensing up involuntarily.

Moreover, when the knights greeted him as if he were a hero upon his entrance into the camp, he suddenly felt distant, almost unreachable.

Fortunately, from afar, he didn’t appear too pale or weakened for someone who had just exerted tremendous power.

Laila, peeking slightly through the flap of Maeve’s tent, let out a relieved sigh as she watched Adrian pass by—only to hear a soft chuckle from behind her.

“Laila, if you’re that curious, why not go see His Highness later?”

Turning around at the voice, she saw Maeve smiling at her, once again carrying a bundle of sewing work—just as she had yesterday.

Embarrassed, Laila stepped away from the entrance and returned to Maeve’s side, her cheeks flushing as she spoke with awkward hesitation.

“Would it be alright for me to go to His Highness before he summons me?”

“…It seems you still don’t quite understand His Highness.”

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