73. Brave and tolerance

"What exactly happened there? Are you okay?" He was worried. Darius Simard sat in front of him and poured him a glass of wine.

"I'm exhausted."

Vrinda Simard sighed in relief as he looked at his arrogance. Everything seemed to go swimmingly with Nestor Wills.

"What did Nestor Wills say?"

"I've told everything to him. He believes in me." Darius Simard had dark eyes. He sat back and sipped his wine.

"He'll launch an attack from the south gate." He added.

Vrinda Simard sighed deeply and leaned back. He felt relieved. That was what they decided to talk to Nestor Wills.

"We'll win the battle then."

Darius Simard continued to sip wine while emitting a terrifying aura and remained silent. He was aware of what he had discussed with Nestor Wills.

"I really appreciate it."

Darius Simard snickered and replaced the glass on the table.

"Not to mention. Only the conclusion of this battle will reveal who deserves to be thanked."