Execution Hour

"…!"

The expressions of three death row inmates changed.

He, their sworn brother, was really on his way to save them?

Their hearts churned with emotion. On one side, they felt happy, but on the other, they felt they had failed him. Not only did they not manage to make themselves useful, but they also implicated him in their capture.

Their expressions turned unsightly as they glared at the Realm Master in front of them.

"Realm Master, is this really your answer?"

Patriarch Andiron Blackryst, who was on the far left, clenched his teeth as he growled softly.

Realm Master Lombart Blackstone remained silent.

"Then retribution can't be avoided, neither can we be saved. That's all I have to say before I leave this world."

Patriarch Andiron Blackryst sighed as he lowered his head.