Everyone at the place was surprised and startled by those words, after all those words seemed just like some kind of terrible joke.
What was Count Riva trying to do? There was no escape for him, the whole place was totally surrounded, and enclosed.
Was that the last attempt of a dying man, trying to take his inquisitor and the 2nd Prince to death with him?
But he didn't seem like he had any intention of dying though, and even less of cracking a joke, he was totally serious and had a heavy aura around him at the moment.
At that moment Marquess Dran's instincts were ringing like crazy, but not because of the danger, but because his bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger.
For a sly man like him who was pulling even the King himself by the nose, there was no way he wouldn't understand when the same was happening to him.
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