'As expected, he's not one to be suppressed with words.' The Crown Prince thought as the grin on his countenance faded.
The glints on his glare were piercing. It's as if he wanted Ivanov to be struck with the irritation that he felt. However, the young man didn't have an ounce of care. At that moment, he wished to revel in the sensation of having killed someone who dared to look down on him and his brother.
"Marquiss Cynan, we have yet to send the report about the outcome of the subjugation we conducted the other dier. As for the list of casualties whose families ought to be compensated, write down the names of three of those spies. Open the communication line between our camp and the castle in an hour."
