C3616 CHAPTER3616 HURRY UP AND BECOME CANNON FODDER

Now Darryl felt like he was drowning. Struggling to breathe, he immediately fought back. If there was any hope, he clung to it. If not... well, things couldn't get much worse anyway. He decided to just let it all go.

"So... Can Deacon Delu agree to those conditions?" Sam Moreels asked with a sly grin.

"Conditions?" Delu echoed. "Oh... no problem, no problem! Once we push back those troops