Andophin raised her hand and pressed it against Walter's face, pushing that large face aside: "No, this time, kill them all. The rules of the game are void."
Walter was stunned; clearly, this was something that had never happened before.
"Where is the black-haired, black-eyed oriental girl?" Andophin's voice was like it was laced with poison.
"Should be over there? With that noble lady." Walter suddenly somewhat understood Andophin's change of heart. That oriental girl, he had seen her too, indeed beautiful and very distinctive. Was it because His Majesty the King had taken an interest in her? So now his master Andophin needed to eliminate this girl.
Walter understood better than anyone else that he would only have a good life as long as Andophin was in power. Therefore, this oriental girl must die, and she must die miserably, in a way that leaves her unrecognizable.
