Chapter 132 Drunk Confession

• Malthus came to face Raziel, his gaze brimming with arrogance. "Give me my daughter now, king Raziel, if you do not want me to rain chaos on your kingdom."
• Raziel was so tempted to laugh, even though he was boiling within. How could the man be so fortunate? "You are lucky, you know that?" If only this was not his wedding, and he would not like to ruin it for Luciana. She was even pregnant, and the last thing he wanted was to stress her out. If only the duke had done this when he was still a prince, and had no care in the world. Perhaps his head would had been rolling on the floor. He was sure that the duke knew that, and that was the reason he chose that day to visit.
• "Where is my wife?" Another angry but annoying voice came from behind him. He turned to see King Ralph. This fool! He almost rolled his eyes.