157, Cyrus, I curse you to a terrible death (asking for the first monthly ticket in May)

Mama Karen said, "The person whom the count has requested is far more professional than this."

With a gentle wave of her hand, she made the words disappear, then she suddenly covered her mouth and laughed. The mama remembered the day she received the investigation document; the count very much wanted to kill Charles himself. She could understand that feeling.

"Even the Evil God, upon meeting young Mister Mecklen, might wish to kill him."

"Because not even the paradisical world the Evil God paints to lure people into corruption offers days as joyous as his."

"Only Anne could make such a willful and unruly young man willing to let go of his past!"

Mama Karen's face was full of kindness.

The Dreamscape quietly shattered...