Chapter 11: I am cooked!!
What the hell? Are we going to die?
Every last person in the parliament thought the same thing and frowned at the same time. This meant so much more than what was said on the face.
They also saw Radhaan, the King, and Dr. Victor with not even the slightest of shock, making their frown only deepen.
They were definitely scheming something devious—it was obvious—as every last person who had the right to sit in the parliament was a snake in their own right.
If they were the one targeted by the king, it would be very hard to survive out of this predicament.
Johan bit his lip, understanding the intentions of Leor in an instant, but tried to calm himself with sweet words.
'No no I shouldn't worry too much, I still have Sebestian by my side. If all comes down, I can still run away, right?
And he wouldn't really seriously target me, right?' he thought, hoping, praying to every god he had heard of in both lives.
"Johan was the one who ordered me to kill your son!!" Leor said to Erwin, his voice loud enough to reach even the smallest corner of the parliament.
"Fuck!!" This was the only word that stayed in Johan's mind, repeating on it's on, as if it were the holy mantra.
Gasp!