“Fourth Bro didn’t die?” Stunned, Linley blurted these words out, but then he immediately came to himself. “Did you just say that Reynolds didn’t die?”
Right now, Linley’s heart was thumping madly. Shock, joy, worry, disbelief, excitement, fear…all sorts of emotions were intermixed in Linley’s chest. Right now, the only thing Linley could do was to stare expectantly at this military officer of the Rohault Empire in front of him.
Holding his throat, Hugh frantically said in fear, “It is true. He didn’t die. He really didn’t die.”
“Hugh, when you reported your military success, didn’t you say that the senior captain you captured had died already?” The nearby legion commander, Chastre, was frowning.
Lying to a Saint was extremely foolish. Chastre thought that Hugh was perhaps concocting a lie out of fear.
Linley stared at Hugh as well. He truly hoped that Hugh wasn’t lying.
