The fire burned on the upper corner of the mansion. Kaizan was looking at it in shock as well as his brother, when the flames rose up further, making the walls burn.
“I wonder what story I can sell with this?” Waraq looked at the expression of the two brothers.
“Oh, there was an attack from the spy of the empire who caused all this, and you two died while protecting me from her. Believable, isn’t it?” He chuckled with the blade in his hand, pointing at Kaizan.
“The prince would not believe that.” Yavaz was gripping his weapon tight.
He was looking for an opening to kill this person. He does not care about taking him hostage now; he only wants to remove this man from the land of the living.
He wanted to kill the person, and Kaizan felt the same resentment. He did not want to let anyone survive in this mansion. Just like the fire in the villa, he wished to burn everything. He already wanted to kill this mastermind.