Chapter 438 Falling Off The Cliff

• “What nonsense,” Thaddeus retorted with a mocking coldness.
• Pierre didn't get angry. It was only when he turned to look at Cyrus that his smile faded. His expression quickly turned into one of impatience. “Cyrillus, what are you still standing there for? Get moving!”
• “You don't need to rush me; I said I'd do it, and I will,” Cyrus stated, casually pulling out the dagger from the belt of the guard captain standing next to him.