Nathan Suspected (2)

"Excuse me, Hero Nathan," the man chuckled, placing a hand over his chest in a theatrical manner. "I am Radakel, a Divine Knight of the Empire of Light."

"Radakel, what were you saying?" I asked, striving to mask my apprehension with a casual tone.

The Divine Knights were the very individuals Khione had warned me about. They were the covert rulers of the Empire of Light, the most formidable soldiers serving the empire from the shadows. Khione had cautioned me to tread carefully around them. Perhaps I should have waited to fuck Khione—she might have provided me some form of protection in this situation.

"Yes, it's peculiar. We managed to recover Oscar's body just an hour ago," Radakel replied, his lips curling into a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Oh, that's a relief," I said, mirroring his smile. "I'm glad we can give him a proper burial. He was a great help to me."