Inside the cathedral, over 100 monks stared in shock. In the next instant, each grabbed a long staff and swarmed toward the back mountain like they were preparing for war.

However, Andrew ignored them, holding Victoria tightly in his arms. "Victoria, you…"

His eyes burned red in an instant.

Victoria lay back in his embrace, blood still spilling from the corner of her lips. A crimson frost-like mist rose from her mouth as the light in her eyes slowly dimmed.

"Foolish boy, I promised to help you take Gabo Creek, so of course I gave it everything I had. Don't be sad, I'm not going to die. Tell me, did I even fool you just now?"

She continued, "If I couldn't fool you, then I could never fool Franklin, that hypocrite. I've known what kind of man he is for years. If I didn't feign weakness, he never would have walked right into the trap."

Struggling to finish these words, Victoria let out a pained moan and curled up tightly in Andrew's arms.

Andrew was greatly alarmed and qu