You are a pervert!

"…"

"…"

An awkward silence fell in the room.

"…hope that you were ordered to do it… Else things might not end well for you." Thyra muttered in a dry voice as she glanced at Alger.

*Gulp*

Seeing the half-dead look in her eyes, Alger gulped.

"A-As I said before, I have no interest in calling you again and again… I was ordered…" He muttered.

Thyra clenched her fists.

"So what does he want now?" She questioned.

She was really getting tired of this game.

"…" Alger stayed silent.

He did not want to say what he was about to say at all.

"Hey… I asked something…"

"…" Alger did not reply.

"…" Thyra stayed silent and waited patiently.

"…" Alger still didn't reply.

The poor man was just digging his grave at this point.

"SAY SOMETHING!" Thyra roared in anger.

"H-He asked if you have distributed the weapons to the assassins that are in Hardwick Mansion!" Alger questioned in hurry.

From his expression, he looked like he was ready to die.