Chapter 120

"This could even involve the entire Corleone family," Max added gravely.

"Which is exactly the point," Sylas replied.

"Excuse me?"

"The count gave me this gift with that intent in mind. By making me a target, he can push me into this war, force me to use Toby and Rey, and even involve the Corleone family."

"And you accepted, knowing all that?"

"Because taking her was still in my best interest," Sylas said with a faint smile as he approached the elf. She glared at him with the intensity of someone ready to tear him apart, which only made him smirk.

"Alv-seden. De'aran lo ra." Sylas said in elvish.

"...!" The elf's eyes widened in shock, as did the other retainers, who turned to Sylas in astonishment.

"My lord, you know elvish?" Max asked, unable to hide his surprise.

"I studied it once," Sylas replied casually.

"And what did you just say?"