Chapter 35. On the Last Journey

At that moment, Raymond Cassius felt as if he had been hit on the head with something heavy. So much so that he hadn't expected what had happened a second ago.

It wasn't even the pain of a knife blade in his back. It was… Something else.

The duke slowly turned around as blood still oozed from his wound. But the man paid no attention to it at all.

A mute question remained in his eyes.

— Why…?

Henry Ashford's hands were stained with blood. His blood. And looking at the Duke's bewildered face, he smiled. He didn't seem to be shaking with fear a few minutes ago.

— I'm going to kill a red-eyed bastard like you,» he remarked lightly.

These cruel words came out of the mouth of a man the man didn't expect it from at all. He still didn't understand what was going on.

In a way, he wanted to believe that it was all just a dream. A nightmare that would soon be over.