Capítulo 72: Gukasho The Poor

"Your Grace, please reconsider!"

Gukasho sweat and tears had already mixed up. The mixture of translucent liquid fell onto the carpeted floor like raindrops, leaving a definite trail for Frankenstein to clean. 

The poor Gukasho was now at the center of the storm once more. His knees continued to tremble as his throat was always parch from gulping more than he usually did in normal times.

The manor's cleanliness was the least of his concerns when he was racing against the long strides of his master who decided to be on a suicidal mission – by declaring a trial by combat with his life and title at stake.

Dying and losing, either of these two was not of Gukasho's concern when it comes to his master. He knew how powerful the Lord of Darkness was. But he feared for the balance of the Malevolent World where darkness was a requirement.