What other choice did he have?
The little rabbit had been gone for so long. The original plan was for her to follow the Delegation from Moonrise back to the Valoran Imperial City, but the Deep Sea Empire beat them to it halfway there.
At the thought of the Deep Sea Empire, a dark light glinted in the Duke's serpentine eyes.
He could guess their reasons for capturing the little rabbit with his eyes closed. It was either to use her as a hostage or for some other sordid scheme.
Ever since he learned she had become a Prisoner of War, the Duke had been unable to eat or sleep in peace.
In the end, he decided to take a risk.
He used Spirit Art to combine with a Clone, creating a puppet to leave behind in the Imperial City, while his real body had long since slipped out of the city unnoticed.
Even if he left any traces, he could use the Clone to cover them up.
Real or fake, no one could tell the difference.
The sound of rolling wheels gradually filled the long street.
