"So the children are at the fortress? Is that what you're saying?"
"Yes. Since they haven't been seen in Gustglen Town, it's assumed they are still at the fortress. We also confirmed that someone believed to be from the fortress recently purchased beastman children's clothes and men's clothing."
"Damn it!"
Horangi kicked the chair without thinking. It was a lavish, gold-trimmed chair with intricate carvings, but when Horangi kicked it, it flew across the room and slammed into the wall. A loud crashing noise echoed.
"Damn nuisance! This is all because that bastard Wilde betrayed me!"
Doga shrank back, holding his breath to ride out Horangi's tantrum.
"He must have grown a conscience after seeing the children. But he'll pay the price for breaking our contract."
Horangi's glittering, sharp gaze pinned doga in place. Doga flinched, trembling, and tucked his tail under his stomach.
