Chapitre 527: Twist of Fate

"Lord Mayor!!"

"No! What have you done?!"

The rest of the Magi who had traversed the Weeping Woods with Gore, witnessed how he had murdered their mayor in cold blood and couldn't help but be filled with fear and resentment.

They crouched next to the deceased corpse of the old man, sobbing incessantly while desperately trying to wake him up.

Eleiney was greatly taken aback by what had just unfolded. She retreated a few steps, gazing at Gore with eyes filled with horror. "W-Why?!"

Gore looked at her with cold eyes but did not reply.

Seeing the murderous look in the man's eyes, Eleiney fell to the ground, unable to breathe. Kenley, on the other hand, stood right before her, shielding her from the Rank 2 Magus.

He asked nervously, "Lord Darkmore, what is the meaning of this?"

Gore's lips parted and he coldly muttered, "Since when did I have to explain myself to the likes of you?"