The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 757

Chapter 757 

After the jet landed, he immediately led the delegation to the Lycantroops‘ HQ. 

The soldiers were all silent and were all dressed in mourning garb. Some had swollen red eyes, some appeared heavy–hearted, and some had empty gazes. It was clear that they had undergone immense 

sorrow. 

The Second War God was not deceived by these appearances and walked straight into the main hall. 

“Black Wolf, Eight Commanders…” 

Although the Second War God felt eager inside, he did not dare to show any signs of joy. He pretended to be deeply saddened and said, “The emperor has heard of the Wolf King’s passing and has tasked me with offering his condolences.” 

Noir nodded expressionlessly. 

The Eight Commanders all had grim expressions too. 

Seeing their reaction, the Second War God grew even more certain. However, he would not be truly convinced until he saw Andrius‘ corpse. 

Without hesitation, he walked step by step toward the coffin placed in the center of the hall. 

When he saw what was inside, his heart was instantly overjoyed. 

Andrius lay peacefully inside, having passed away for some time. 

However, the Second War God was not completely at ease and specifically glanced at Andrius‘ left arm. He had noticed a bullet wound scar there before when they had exchanged blows in the past. 

He wanted to confirm if it was truly Andrius inside. 

Sure enough, the scar was there. 

Furthermore, since Andrius had been dead for some time, his skin had stiffened, making the mark particularly distinct. 

The Second War God was now certain that Andrius had truly died. He almost burst into laughter. 

“Andrius…” He shed a few crocodile tears. “You’re the soul of Florence. How could you leave like this? 

“Now that you’re gone, what about the Lycantroops? What about Florence? The sky will fall upon Florence!” 

His words sounded incredibly emotional and sincere. 

Anyone who was unaware might think that they were close friends and that he was mourning a loyal subject of Florence. In reality, it was just an impromptu act. 

After a while, he wiped his tears and snorted coldly. “Black Wolf and the Eight Commanders, Andrius was the emperor’s right–hand man and a pillar of Florence. 

“Just news of his life and death holds immeasurable value. It’ll attract countless spies from other nations. How could you be careless enough to let the news leak?” 

He was reprimanding them. 

Noir stared straight at him and said coldly, “This was the Wolf King’s orders before his body was infected with the insect. He foresaw this day and made a series of arrangements. 

“Now, there’s only one final step left in the Wolf King’s plan. 

“The leaders of the Western Nations are suspicious and will be uncertain even after they hear news of the Wolf King’s death. They won’t act rashly until they confirm the truth. 

“That’s the final chance for the Lycantroops to execute the plan. Once the plan is complete, we’ll effortlessly bring down the Western Nations Alliance.” 

Noir’s words were confident. He had absolute trust in the Wolf King. 

The Second War God’s eyes flickered upon hearing this, and he asked, “What is the Wolf King’s plan?” 

“No comment,” Noir refused expressionlessly. 

The Second War God’s expression froze, and he said awkwardly, “My apologies. I was being nosy. Since the Wolf King has everything planned, I’m not worried. Farewell, gentlemen…” 

Then, the Second War God left the hall. 

In Yatburg airport, he looked in the direction of the Lycantroops‘ HQ, and his expression flashed with mockery as he took out a recording pen from his pocket. 

He had recorded their conversation earlier. 

He instructed the subordinate beside him, “Go. Take this and deliver it to the leaders of the Western 

Nations. Make sure it ends up in King Canchilla’s hands.” 

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