"T-That..."
"..."
I stared in silence at the results of my actions. The butler was a shell of the man he used to once be. He couldn't even look at me in the eyes as he started to tremble.
'....I'll need to handle this carefully.'
My problem with the situation was that he was closely tied to Julien's father who appeared like an extremely meticulous person.
I'd expect someone like him to notice the peculiarity.
But still, that was of no concern to me right now. I had other priorities.
"Were you the one to plant my obsession with the sword?"
"I... I..."
Despite being scared of me, Richard, the butler, was hesitant to speak. It looked like the fear that I had engrained deep into his mind was still not enough to push him to talk.
But that was fine.
I raised my hand and his eyes visibly constricted.
"Hiek....!"
He screamed, covering his face.