"I want him to die since he wanted to kill me first."
Emil's body went completely cold, and his expression darkened as he slowly spoke these words; he unconsciously looked at Ilya in the false hope that her leader would say something.
But the following words would seal his fate.
"Hmm, I understand I kill him, or you will."
Kleint, who had finished eating, fixed his gaze on Emil, who was trembling, and his eyes threatened to cry at any moment.
With a small smile, he said, "Just kidding, I don't want him to die..."
Emil silently exhaled relief, and his expression returned to normal again; he felt that if things continued like this, he could have a heart attack at any moment. Besides, he cursed himself for getting carried away by his envoy, seeing how his leader, Ilya, favored him.
Shit! Why was I so stupid for messing with such scary people? I am blind.
As many thoughts ran through Emil's head.
