Chapter 267
“Isn’t that a foul? Honestly.”
Isabelle pouted as she walked over. Following her, warriors from the South approached.
The conflict had already become meaningless. Among those remaining, there were none whose will to fight still persisted. The warriors from the Northern territories had disarmed and were staring at Ivan.
For a warrior, a death without struggle is an insult. According to tradition, an unarmed warrior is never killed except in special circumstances.
Even if they had been plotting a rebellion, there was no reason to treat the remaining warriors in such a manner after their leader was dead. Drovian society has no civilized customs like collective responsibility.
“Being a married man…”
Even in the midst of all this, Isabelle was murmuring gloomily.
No, honestly. This is unfair. What should a married man do if he wants something like that?
When she realized that the man was actually in a polygamous relationship, she noticed that technically, he wasn’t married yet.