Immediately after, the relief of seeing a loved one survive a disaster swiftly turned into a towering rage.
Killing intent surged in his eyes as he clenched his teeth tightly.
"Who did it."
Jelock fell into silence.
His mind involuntarily flashed through the figure like a specter appearing on the dome, and the demon in a tailcoat who left behind a pitying whisper before departing.
'You needn't know.'
Without a doubt, it was a vassal of the Demon King, a darkness that had been an enemy of the Campbell family for generations.
For the sake of his brother, and the family's last dignity, he decided to withhold part of the truth.
"It is the King's assassin," he replied calmly. "His name is Harlow, claiming to be Burier and Gravedigger. He carries Chaos' energy and is ruthless in action. I suspect they are remnants of the Green Forest Army..."
Edward's pupils suddenly contracted.
