"Are you mocking me?" Ervin asked nervously.
"Mocking you? No, I've just grown tired of all this nonsense."
Sylas stood up and turned away.
"Kill the rest of them, too. I'm too annoyed to keep dealing with this."
"Understood, my lord," Toby replied, stepping forward.
"Wait!" Ervin exclaimed suddenly, his words spilling out in desperation.
"The former lord is alive! He's in the underground prison—the third cell to the right of the stairs. Every time I visited, I checked on his condition. The last time was two months ago, and he seemed in decent health. The baron said he wanted to keep him alive for appearances, so I doubt he's been harmed. You can confirm it yourself. I'll guide you if you wish."
Sylas paused, considering the offer.
..
Sylas and his group made their way to the underground prison. No one attempted to stop them. It wasn't just because of the chaos they had caused—it was primarily because all the noble officers and commanders had been killed.
