Gathering

Hans walked towards the elevator, not even regarding the two people seated beside him as he passed.

Kenta followed him into the lift, while the woman rushed inside the door, and went into the room, worried that something might've happened to her dear uncle after feeling the mana previously.

She found the white haired man crying on his sheets.

It wasn't unusual for her to see the red blood stain them.

But it was the first time in her life she saw them drenched in tears.

"Master?!"

She rushed over to support him with her arms.

"What has that prick done to you?!

What did he say?!

I'll go and give him the lesson he deserves!"

The woman impugned her smooth sword's hilt, and gave her back to the man, walking towards where Hans had just gone.

"The truth" said a hoarse and feeble voice coming from behind.

"He told me the truth, don't get riled up, he's innocent, more than what I have ever been"