Chapter 141. Andreian Soldiers

~One day before the fairy war~

“No! NO!!” Commander Ivan growled as he threw the scrolls on his shelf to the ground and kicked them away in a fit of rage. His room was a mess—his table turned over and the ground littered with pale white sheets of paper. He wore a furious expression, his brows furrowed and his wrinkles growing deeper, his blood boiling with rage as he marched around the room like a child throwing a tantrum.

“Arggghhh!! Where is it?!” He let out a throaty roar as he pulled down a cabinet holding bottles of aged wine. The bottles shattered, and the honey-colored liquids spilled on his silvery-white robe and spread across the floor, soaking into the brown rug almost instantly, the bottle shards scattering among the papers.

As he paced around, his curtains flew open, and two guards pulled Captain Argos by his arms into the tent. The captain wore a blank expression, his eyes filled with just the right amount of confidence he would employ to answer, with