The Duke by the round table hadn't moved for a long while. The talisman felt a frantic urge to escape—
Too bad it didn't have legs! It couldn't run!
Yu Ling fell silent as well.
'From what he knew of the little rabbit, she shouldn't have left the Duke out.'
'Could it be that she made other preparations?'
On the golden Contract Book were the signatures of everyone but the Duke. An invisible contract now bound them tightly together, a tacit secret they all shared.
On the entire Beast World Planet, no one would know that the most unlikely group of people to ever sit at the same table had just formed an alliance.
Yu Ling thought of what he had always been working toward: a truce between the Empires to present a united front against external threats.
He never expected that this moment, through a strange twist of fate, would actually come to be...
