Bab 57: Let's Get Out of Here (pt.2)

"So, a little child needs to die for another. How funny."

The Duchess flinched, Alastor was not amused with how things were laid out, and that was obvious in his voice. His face remained as stoic as ever despite hiding a bundle of emotions under it. 

What were those feelings? Alastor could not put his finger on it. This world was just an illusion created from a broken shard of his memories. 

One that was already erased. 

Whatever kind of emotions he has been having here should not resurface in the real world. Perhaps that was the reason why he did not try to suppress them as much anymore.

On normal occasions, Alastor would only scoff at death. But the death of that young girl did not settle well with him. 

A weird taste in his throat reminded him that he should make sure Zefe lived through this test. Troublesome as it was, Alastor found it to be the most appropriate condition to pass here.