"Hehe..."

Draco Fisher's fat cheeks were squeezed together, his eyes narrowed into slits.

He rubbed his pudgy hands together, salivating at the beautiful woman before him. "I didn't know you'd be visiting, Lady Silverbell! Sorry for not preparing a reception for you!" "Save the formalities."

Silverbell maintained her cool demeanor as the chief of the Martial Alliance, the look on her face warning others to keep their distance. "I came for one reason I want you to release one of your prisoners." "What..."

Draco's eyes widened at Silverbell's cool yet melodious voice, but he was so fat that his eyes did not widen all that much.

Still, he shook his head and waved her off as if by instinct. "No, no, no. I'm afraid that won't do, Lady Silverbell. You know that Blackwater is under the grand commissioner's jurisdiction. Even as the president's confidants, you can't="

"The person I want to free is not who you think it is."

Silverbell said quietly, "I don't know what bribes you've received or what nonsense you've been told that led to his arrest. However, once you've angered his connections, it won't just be the party who trumped up charges against him-their families, and even you, would be resting in pieces."

"What?"

Draco was left sweating all over his face at Silverbell's threat, his grubby cheeks looking especially greasy and repulsive under the bright lights overhead.

after some thought. "You must be joking, Lady Silverbell. I've only ever done my duty and never took bribes or listened to slander. Moreover, I'd also

in an instant-after all, the Lord of the Southern Woods had a reputation in

carved a bloody path into Talnam, forcing their king on their knees into submission and thus leaving such a fearsome reputation that it kept

others who had accomplished

fact, the mention of his title alone left Draco's throat dry and his

he stammered. "Who is the prisoner to the Lord

son,"

"Huh?!"

knees

over... It's all over!" Draco

neb

attempt to tame him, only for Frank to tum the tables and hold Tigris

was informed by Tigris' flunkies about the situation, he rushed to the cell where they

he could only stand outside and yell at Frank, since he did not dare to do anything aside from threaten Frank when

man was the son of the Lord of the Southern Woods.

prison, but he was really nothing compared to the great Lord

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