TRCR 142

Croa clicked his tongue at the tight-fitting clothes.

A man with that kind of build was rare even in the capital.

There would surely be one or two people who could tell at a glance that his muscles weren’t forged through labor.

Once again, Croa thought Yulian had a body utterly unsuited for disguise.

“Your Grace, have you… grown bigger?”

“Ah. Come to think of it, the jacket does feel a bit small.”

“Have you been taking some tonic and training? You’ve been unusually zealous lately, but to bulk up this much in such a short time…”

Yulian scowled immediately.

“What are you saying? Do you think I’m the type to resort to cheap tricks? I ate properly and trained the orthodox way. And there was a reason I needed to build strength quickly.”

“Yes? What reason?”

“Just… there was one. Shall we go inside now? We don’t know when…