Chapter 133 - Attack On Griffindale IV: Feigning Evil, Conquering the City

“My mother” Cyrus cried out towards her. “Where is she?”

Then all of a sudden, the Queen's look of desperation turned to quick sadism.

“What is so funny about what I asked?”, asked Cyrus. “I am not the same naive young man you sent on exile. I have killed a lot more people than you think to get to get here. So don't think I can't just run my sword through this child if I want to.”

Then to make things worse, the Queen began to laugh. The laughter was so hysterical that she almost choked on her saliva, coughing profusely after a few cracks. She held on to her chest as she gave the last cough, struggling to regain her composure while looking back up at him.

“WHERE IS MY MOTHER?!” Cyrus yelled out as loud as he could.

“When my nightmares of you doing exactly this became worse, I knew you would soon come back for me. So I thought of the best collateral through which I could make you do as I want, which would be by putting your mother in misery, putting her close enough to the point o
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