Chapter 137:Isn't It A Waste To Kill Such A Beauty

While a huge battle finally broke out between Amidon and joined forces of Wright and Nevan, in the capital a distinguished guest was brought before the King.

Inside a huge luxurious room.

A man sat on the throne-like chair with a large smirk on his face while holding a golden cup filled with wine.

A sharp and hard sound of the clanking of chains reverberated in the room as a person was brought forward being treated like a prisoner.

Taking a sip, his attention was drawn toward the source of the sound and he chuckled seeing the woman who had been handcuffed and chained glaring at him with fierce eyes.

There were small cuts and bruises on her body and her lips were stained with blood.

"Lady Catherine, how did you like the treatment of Amidon?'

"Is it to your liking?"

"Angus, don't you have any shame?

"Instead of fighting and winning like a true warrior, you are resorting to such underhanded tricks," Catherine spoke with disgust.