Chapitre 73: The Reunion

In a dark room, similar to the VIP room Nikolai used, there was a slightly sour and foul stench in the air, but the bubbling chemicals and desk filled with vials of blood and various dark liquids, sticky and thick with awful odours, revealed the cause.

"Well, this little idiot accepted? Hahaha! Brilliant, what a fool! The fact he accepted will spell his doom." Alistair sat in the darkness, a ring of fire appearing as he took a drag of his pipe filled with special herbs that soothed stress and slowed thoughts.

'I cannot believe my illness flared up because of that filthy mutt—how dare he kiss my future wife!'

Unlike Maximilian Faust, who sought to court Selene through a frontal approach using his squire and those he trained personally, the rest of his family were not so upstanding.