Darryl followed the soldier to the Royal Court.

They had arrived in the hall at the Royal Court in just a short while.

As soon as Darryl entered the hall, he realized that the Duke looked gloomy. Kelly, who was next to him, was also frowning.

On the contrary, Walker stood there, proud and cold. He had been bashed by the dozens of Blood Hand Organizations elites in the tavern, and the bruises on his face were still visible. He looked hilarious.

F*ck!

Darryl immediately understood what was g