The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

hapter 63 A Coffin As A Gift

“Yes, sir!” Sylvia understood that Caspian wanted to keep Willow away from witnessing the horrors that were to come.

Caspian turned toward the dazed Willow. “Willow, let us go.”

She was still afraid that the Flying Dragons would enact revenge upon them. “Why did you just go back on your own words? You just said that you would let him go!”

“I did. I’ve let them go, as I promised. What happens next has nothing to do with us.‘

Willow was left utterly speechless.

She would not dare to intercept a general officer like Sylvia either.

Not even the police would be able to do anything about Sylvia thanks to her title.

“Let’s go.” Caspian brought Willow back to the car.

As the couple left, Willow realized she was slightly delighted as she had also wanted to enact revenge on the gangsters that killed Lilith.

She was just worried that Caspian’s actions would bring in further troubles. With Sylvia now at the helm, she could not care less about what happened to their enemies.

She followed Caspian back onto the Rolls Royce. However, she was actually interested in watching what Sylvia was going to do.

Caspian calmly said, “Don’t look outside.”

She could not help but feel that Caspian had completely changed as a person, and she felt as if she was meeting a stranger once more.

He no longer resembled his good–for–nothing self. The current Caspian seemed hostile at times, and his eyes reflected purpose and dedication. To Willow, he really seemed like a different person.

Willow could only wonder if Lilith’s death had pushed him off the edge.

She also wondered about how a general officer like Sylvia was treating Caspian with the utmost respect and heeded all his orders. Perhaps Caspian had made great achievements during the war in the South Aridlands and was promoted even beyond Sylvia.

She could not yet confirm her suspicions, but she was proud and delighted to imagine that Caspian had become a hero of Diatoran.

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had left, Sylvia

as he stared at Sylvia. “What… What the fuck are you going to. do to

… Broken limbs scattered everywhere. Now look at you

You seem as

it’s only fair to share the pain of your brethren in battle?

have more than just Wade to

could realize his fate, Sylvia had already

the knife, Wade’s left arm was cleanly detached from his b*dy.

fucking

pouring out of his b*dy, Wade let out a

his men would arrive to help him as they also lay limbless around

for mercy. “Please! Let me go! I’ve learned my lesson! Please! You’ve already taken one of my arms! Please,

she ended up dying tragically in the hands of you scumbags. She suffered so many wounds and

bringing the stage play to a

not hear

at the rearview mirror and happened to witness a

and covered her eyes, no longer interested

told you not

seem to respect

comrades in arms, as well as good friends.”

before the fight had completely soaked Willow.

on full display,

made his return from war only to find his foster mother murdered

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later, the skies

approaches the car.

down the windows.

“Caspian, it’s done.”

to Willow. “Willow, you should head back for now. I still have

if nothing had just happened before her arrival. Her clothes were clean without a single drop

execution.

sheepishly asked, “Where are you

terrified from