Countless eyes along the riverside were fixed on the white passenger ship.
As a black figure appeared on the upper deck, Lori's breathing grew rapid—
'Come on! Come on!
I'm about to take the stage!
And the color of fresh blood far surpasses that of flowers!
And you, the corpse of Arthur Kredos, will be my best stepping stone!'
Fierce and ferocious.
This son of a marquis, like a hungry wolf.
Little Tami slightly lowered his head to conceal the chill and excitement in his eyes.
The chill was murderous intent.
The excitement was a hunter's instinct.
He chose to work with Burton, the Marquis' second son, not only because the latter had approached him, but also because he wanted to test the blood of someone of higher status.
That taste...
Should be different from that of commoners, right?
Burton crouched down, hands gripping his twin swords.
The hard feel of the sword handles gave him immense assurance and...
Confidence!
If possible, he didn't want to do it.
