Duke Fez's face was already pale, and when he heard old Byron's words, his heart ached to the point of stabbing his nerves from head to toe.
No. No. No!
"C-call...call the doctor..." Duke Fez wanted to raise his voice to appear tough, but he didn't know why he had just lost all his energy.
His arms were still holding the kid, and the weight pressing on his arms also pressed down his heart.
This can't be...
Duke Fez was in a daze. His mind kept clamoring to do something, but his body just wouldn't move.
What he said to old Byron alone exhausted almost all of his strength.
Old Byron also saw Duke Fez being hit so hard to the point of being a dumb puppet.
He couldn't do anything and could only run outside while shouting for doctors.
"Doctors! Doctors! Come here! Save her majesty!"
Old Byron had already felt that the kid was in danger.
So, please save her! Save her!
