Millennium Witch

Book 2: Chapter 117: The General

Colby warmly invited Miss Nameless to take a seat in the large, leather-covered chair behind the glass door. He brewed a pot of Ceylon black tea, even though she showed no intention of drinking it. Ignoring the puzzled and stunned expressions of his subordinates, he did his utmost to maintain appearances.

work expert, and I can spread this information in no time so that even the elderly at the village entrance will know,” Yvette warned him.

“You won’t have that opportunity.” The General’s tone gradually shifted, carrying a chilling hint, almost as a proclamation. He disdainfully said, “Now, prepare to face the final moments of your life, Miss Nameless.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yvette heard a great commotion erupting outside the room. She glanced through the nearby window and saw countless white skeletal arms breaking through the soil of the cathedral garden, reaching toward the night sky with five splayed fingers, resembling a field of white-boned grass, writhing and swaying in the evening breeze.