Kapitel 190: Chapter 190: Arrogant Prick!

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Nevertheless, there was no denying that the mercenary in question must have possessed some kind of talent or skill to have earned Arazra's trust and been entrusted with such a powerful weapon.

Asmodea confided in Sitri about her thoughts on the situation. "I knew that Old Age disappeared about a year after our Lord's death, but the fact that it ended up in the hands of the Lord's son is remarkable," she said.

Sitri nodded in agreement. "It's quite the coincidence, but it seems like he's put it to good use," he replied.

Asmodea scoffed. "He may be skilled, but he has no right to wield that sword. It wasn't meant for him," she said, irritation creeping into her voice.

"Perhaps he feels entitled to all of our father's possessions," Sitri suggested.

"He's an arrogant little prick," Asmodea spat.

Reginald maintained a cautious demeanor as he observed his captors, Sitri and Asmodea, while the former was venting her frustrations on her brother.