Before Castra could ask about the mark, the samoyed spirit lifted her paw and pointed at a few officers who had turned into a pile of snow.
They were the weakest among their peers and they died cleanly, without any struggles.
The remaining officers were frozen stiff, trembling from head to toe.
Their teeth were chattering so hard that they almost crushed their teeth!
Seeing this scene that he didn't have any memories of, Castra shuddered and immediately prostrated on the ground, bowing at the samoyed spirit.
To hell with the mark!
"Thank you for your life-saving grace, milady! This lowly one owes his life— achoo!"
Garfin heard Castra's oath and immediately flew into the sky with his tail exploding like cotton candy.
"Meowwww! What are you saying?! It's this king who asked this stinky dog to save you!"
"Ah, yes, your majesty, I'm forever indebted to you..."
