Chapter 101: Nice to Meet You
A drop of cold sweat from Vincent's forehead fell to the ground, mingling with the blood trickling from his neck. Even in the biting winter wind, Vincent was instantly drenched, his clothes soaked with the sweat of fear.
He had come prepared, intent on marrying the renowned Flower of the North and reclaiming his family's status among the great nobles. He had thoroughly reviewed all the information available on Catherine, carefully studying the past of this countess. However, there was no mention of her supernatural profession, and now it was clear that her secret had been well-guarded.
It was only in this moment, with the cold glint of the mithril blade before his eyes, that Vincent's vision—clouded by ambition and greed—finally cleared.
"Let go!"