Chapter 367: Chrysanthemum War II (8)
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“Why are you refusing to move our soldiers, Duke!?”
A young man shouted as he slammed his hand on a table.
“The enemy has been pillaging Pavia for half a month without being stopped in any way! They are treating our land like their front lawns and taunting us. This is ridiculous……!”
The young man’s black and curly hair was trimmed neatly and his white forehead glistened beautifully.
However, the young man’s beauty didn’t come from his forehead. His forehead, the area between his brows, and even the edge of his lashes were full of life. However, his eyes—his deep eyes suppressed all this vigor.
That was where the young man’s beauty lay. The vigor that could burst and overflow at any moment was being held back by his surprising self-restraint.
The young man was like a jockey controlling a violent horse. Similar to how a jockey becomes more impressive according to how violent the horse they tame is, the young man proved his will by being able to suppress his innate vigor.
“Do not worry, Grand Duke. The imperial army lacks supplies.”