Chapter 137

That was the same Lord Constantine that stood before Carlos, asking the boy if him if he was the one called Carlos.

“Have I got the wrong Carlos?” quipped Lord Constantine although he knew very well that he had not.

“My lord, what an honor, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Carlos was shaking like a leaf as he kept thinking to himself, ‘so this is it, huh? This is how I die?’ because he was positive he was not going to live past this day.

“I heard some disturbing rumors, Carlos. I only wanted to confirm their, huh? What is the word now? Credibility?” quipped Lord Constantine smiling at him.

“Ru…rumors?” echoed Carlos like an idiot.

“Yes, Carlos, rumors. The rumors tell me that a certain someone dared enter the lion’s den to gobble up one of its cubs without first informing the lion. I thought it was so stupid, you know? Who would dare steal from the lion? He is the king of the jungle. Then I got my answer, rats! Rats. What do you think Carlos, is a suitab