chapter 127

Mlynar's blood boiled with a mixture of rage and confusion as he stared at Luggard, unable to comprehend the depth of betrayal that had unfolded before him. Luggard, with a wicked grin plastered across his face, continued to jest and taunt Mlynar.

"You think you can win over nme, Mlynar? You're nothing but a powerless fool," Luggard sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.

Mlynar's fists clenched tightly, his muscles tensing as he fought the urge to strike back, but was way too weak.

"You...you killed my father," he uttered through gritted teeth.

Luggard's laughter echoed through the room like a chilling melody, sending shivers down Mlynar's spine.

"Oh, please! Spare me your melodrama. Your father was a weakling, just like you," he whispered to him so others wouldn't hear.

Luggard reached for his belt and pulled out a gleaming knife, in a circular shape.

Mlynar's heart raced as he realized that he wouldn't survive the Sahati sword.

"You see this, Mlynar?" Luggard said, twirling t
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