---- Chapter 2913 Garal fell silent for a moment and then said coldly, "I don''t need you telling me how to do my job. If you think you are more capable than I am, and that I handled this wrong, then feel free to report it to Mr. Raiden." Cyril mmed a fist into the city wall and ground his teeth. " There is no need for that. You and I have fought openly and secretly for years, and it is meaningless. Garal, my old friend, you are injured, aren''t you? And the injury is quite severe, too." Garal coughed twice more and shook his head.


    "It is nothing serious, Cyril, but you saw that assassin, didn''t you?" Cyril said coldly, "Of course I did. That was Nyx of Dragonfang, one of Reginald''s people. I don''t understand why he would interfere in the affairs of the Ludendorff family. Could that Holtrien man be connected to him?" Garal shook his head. "Whether there is a connection no longer matters. What matters is that Reginald took him away. It''s going to be difficult for us to get our revenge." Cyril hissed viciously, "Difficult or not, that''s not for Dragonfang''s to decide.


    If they really push us, the Ludendorff family isn''t afraid to go to war with them." ---- Garal frowned. "You fool! Right now, the family''s focus isn''t on this guy. While we need to exact revenge to regain our dignity, there are more important matters at hand. Don''t forget that Mr. Raiden won''t be as reckless as you are." He continued, "Besides, going to war with Dragonfang? The Ludendorff family has more than enough enemies at this point. The situation in the Ounds isn''t good right now, and Dragonfang ys a very important role.


    Compared to going to war, building alliances and good rtions would be more beneficial for the family." Cyril''s face was gloomy. After a long pause, he finally said, "Fine, I''ll head back to Throne City. Damn it, I''m definitely going to get chewed out again. Garal, sometimes I really envy you, being able to control your own territory. "Unlike me, serving the familyes with crushing pressure. Marshall was supposed to train under me, but now he''s dead, beheaded by that Holtrien guy. How am I supposed to vent my frustration?" Garal shook his head.


    "Cyril, you and I are both getting on in years. Many things are driven by fate, beyond our control. This young man is named Andrew Lloyd, and I think we must thoroughly investigate him. His abilities actually made me feel fear and dread." ---- Cyril eximed in surprise, "What exactly do you mean?" Garal emphasized his tone. "You don''t need to worry about the details, just ry my words to the family: The Ludendorff family enving the Ounds to strengthen itself isn''t a bad move entirely, but the bacsh won''t be minor either.


    "We believe our mighty army can extinguish all opposition, but a single spark is all it needs to start a rebellion against us. Moreover, this young man from Holtrien gave me a sense of unease." Cyrilughed mockingly. "No matter how talented he is, he''s still a nobody. Garal, facing him must''ve shaken you up. You''ve grown cautious." Garal shook his head. "Even after being at Mr. Raiden''s side for so long, you still haven''t learned humility. I know a thing or two. about Marshall''s death. Likewise, arrogance and cruelty were the root causes that cost him his life.


    "And right now, you''re exactly like him. Cyril, take my advice: don''t underestimate others, especially not Andrew. Listen to me and thoroughly investigate his background. I''m sure he has an extraordinary backing."