C1142 CHAPTER1142

In the Winter Coming City's prison interrogation room.

Looking at the Shadow Devil, Devon looked at her. "You are Moriarty?"

The shadeling nodded. "I greet you, Lord Devon."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you." Devon leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms. "You should appear on the gallows, not here, but you might not believe me. Your name has attracted me