Behind The Castle's

**FREDRICK's ANGER**

"Who?"

Fredrick's cold voice made the ten men in front of him shiver in horror to the point of not being able to open their mouths

"Nobody wants to answer?"

This time by strengthening yourself with all the prayers in the heart. Alex, Hans and Gaston took a step ahead of Fredrick.

Fredrick looked at the three men before him coldly. Jeremmy, who was standing behind Fredrick, could only gulp his saliva violently.

"Whose plan?"

Again, trying to strengthen himself and praying Hans took one more step forward without daring to lift his head, which was still very painful, even the blood was still flowing on his temples and cheeks.

With an increasingly cold gaze, Fredrick again let out his cold voice

"What dare to lay hands on her?"

With resignation and as if lifeless, Hans took another step forward. Fredrick growled to suppress all his anger until his hands were firmly clenched, his head almost exploding as he recalled the smooth face of his fiancee and the injuries on his fiancee's body.

"Why?"

Fredrick's sharp and cold hissing sound sent a chill down the spine of everyone there. Jeremmy could only close his eyes, even subconsciously he took a slow and careful breath.

Hans, who had begun to feel worse than fear, tried to open his mouth which was almost destroyed by the stampede

"Sa-I initially just wanted to play around with Yo-Your Highness, I was just curious but" Hans dissected and gulped his saliva as his ears caught Fredrick's voice again growling. "But Lady Victoria insulted Lady Calista, I can't stay silent"

BRAAAKKK

The sound of the chair being slammed onto the floor firmly made everyone gasp without daring to see what was happening, their heads getting bowed deeply.

"Want.. deserved...." Fredrick's cold, humorous-sounding rarity made Hans tighten his clutched hands behind his back, even his knees starting to limp. "It's appropriate that Victoria did that to me"

Fredrick's constant roar makes the whole knight camp like being in a hell filled with demons, every breath they take now could be a mistake, that was also what Jeremmy felt until he unconsciously Jeremmy had held his breath.

"You know who I am Hans?"

"An-you His Highness Prince Fredrick, the first son of King Francia, King George II. King George Benedict Philip David Castaralox"

Fredrick's hand moved to drag a chair. The sound of the chair being pulled back violently made them gasp and shiver in horror

"My last name"

"Crown prince of Francia, future next king, His Highness Prince Fredrick"

Back the sound of the chair moving violently, made them shiver and again hold their breath. Fredrick stood up roughly from the chair he had just sat in to make a strong squeaking sound.

"You understand who I am, but you don't seem to understand the fiancee of crown prince Hans"

Hans's hands were trembling even more, until the other knights lined up behind Hans could see his strong trembling hands as their heads continued to bow deeply and only dared to glance forward.

"You dared to lay your hands on her was a sass and you...." Hans' head held up with a grimace as Fredrick pulled his head back. "You dare to hit him and spread terror for him! huh!"

Fredrick removed his hands from Hans' hair, and looked at the men lined up trembling.

"You're not alone, are you?"

This time Alex and Gaston closed their eyes with their lives already at the tip of their fingernails. They try to take one more step forward. Fredrick again chuckled coldly without a sense of humor. Jeremmy just kept his eyes closed without daring to look at the situation, moreover, to see what Fredrick's face looked like now. The part to get the punch was done, the traces of Fredrick's kicks and punches were still felt all over his body, Jeremmy did not want to repeat the memory of how the picture of Fredrick's wrathful face again.

"Stop the three of them, don't stop until they're almost dead and...." Fredrick's footsteps began to head towards the door. "If anyone accidentally dies, throw their 'carcass' in front of the family home page"

After Fredrick's words ended and his feet began to step towards the door. The sound of punches and shouts instantly filled the contents of the camp. Jeremmy quickly opened the door without daring to turn his head and look back.

Dutifully Jeremmy nodded

"Good Your Highness"

--000--000--

Fredrick looked at the building in front of him, many memories that happened and he experienced in this house. In the past, this house has always been a place to shelter and feel the warmth of a family, the warmth that he never got in his own house, the Palace. The building is still the same, the yard is still the same, the smell of roses that immediately emanate when entering the house also remains the same. That house, Adam Gafton's house, Baron of Webex.

With firm determination, unanimous decision, a ready heart and a mind that will no longer shake. Fredrick jumped off his horse, which Jeremmy followed. Jeremmy swiftly grabbed the Panter rope and tied his horse and Panter in front of the yard which used to be a second place for him to accompany Fredrick through his dark past.

Jeremmy followed in Fredrick's footsteps, who looked like he wouldn't falter again, Jeremmy was convinced that if it was going to end today, that's what Jeremmy believed. Jeremmy immediately stepped forward to the front door when Fredrick had stopped at the door. Jeremmy knocked on the door

Tok tok tok tok

Not long after the door opened, a middle-aged waiter seemed to gasp a few seconds ago with a warm smile, a smile that he always gave to welcome Fredrick.

Good evening Your Highness and Mr. Jeremmy. Fredrick nodded and immediately walked in as the servant immediately stepped away from the door by opening the door wide

"Do Baron Gafton and Lady Calista exist?"

The waiter smiled wider and nodded without knowing what was the max of Fredrick's arrival.

Jeremmy took his stand and Fredrick immediately sat down on the living room couch to wait for the waiter to call the host. No matter how long the sound of footsteps ran from the direction of the stairs, the actual familiar events began to repeat themselves.

"FRED!!!"

The screams of a girl made Jeremmy raise his gaze but, not with Fredrick who just kept looking forward.

"Good night Your Highness"

Baron Gafton's voice soon followed Calista's leap, and Calista's shamelessness sat on Fredrick's lap holding him tightly. Jeremmy rolled his eyeballs.

"sit"

Although Fredrick's orders were cold even with his face not looking at him, Calista still hugged Fredrick tightly, inhaling Fredrick's scent as if it were his life.

"Sit on the couch"

This time Fredrick's voice grew colder and had even taken off Calista's hand that was coiled around her body. With a spoiled face and a frown Calista got up from Fredrick's lap and sat down next to her father, the sofa in front of Fredrick.

"Have you eaten Your Highness? we're just going to dinner"

Friendly Baron Gafton offers a dinner for Fredrick, a similar incident that has always happened in the past.

"Come on Fred, today I'm cooking your favorite lamb, what a coincidence"

Calista also kindly and smilingly offered a dinner for Fredrick, but Fredrick looked unmoved which made Jeremmy immediately glance at him from behind, until Fredrick's voice was finally heard

"No need for a Baron, I'll go straight to the core of the reason for my arrival"

Calista frowned and looked at Fredrick confused, not much different from Baron Gafton who straightened his shoulders, inexplicably he became nervous.

"What's up, Fred?"

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