Chapitre 278: Brazen And Bold

Inside the dining lodge, the old servant of Fitz helplessly looked at the empty air in front of him.

He wondered if his master was still here or has he dispersed in the air given he was nothing more than molecules.

Was it even possible for someone to live after deconstructing on a molecular level?

The old man was curious but not curious enough to volunteer and experience what his master was facing.

"Gods must have been in a shitty mood while writing my fate," The old man named Waldo Woods bitterly thought.

He knew how the aristocrat family of Moran clan functioned. They followed the ancient practice of sacrificing servants after their master's death so that they could serve them in the afterlife.

"Fucking bastard!" Waldo cursed the founder of Moran clan - one of the Nine Sovereigns - for starting such practice.

Just who believed in stuff like afterlife in the era of science and technology.