"Fate, do you understand what you're saying?" Queen Illy coldly stared at Fate. "Do you think, as Laut's son, that after your family has committed such a grave error, I can let you go?"
A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Fate's mouth as he said, "Queen Illy, if you don't let me go, I can guarantee that tonight, Y Country will mourn the death of over a hundred thousand people."
"What do you mean?" Queen Illy's gaze sharpened, focusing intently on Fate.
"Before coming here, to prevent any mishaps, I placed explosives at the ten most crowded places in Y Country. If I'm not out of the Royal Palace by midnight, my men will detonate all the explosives, and then, Your Majesty, you can enjoy the splendid fireworks," Fate said chillingly.
