In a burst of crimson divine light, the Governor's corpse had already been refined into a Third Order "Blood of Metamorphosis."
"AH—!"
In the bedroom, which looked as though a storm had passed through, the noblewoman still cowering on the bed couldn't help but scream in devastation upon witnessing her seemingly invincible lover die so suddenly and unexpectedly.
Her scream caught the attention of the three men.
Seeing the fair-skinned, comely noblewoman before them, Beret Tanya, whose epithet was '[Preempting the Enemy]' and who had sworn to urge his lord to abstain from pleasures, travel, and illness, frowned. "Stop screaming. We kill women too," he said.
He drew a Bayfolk Battle Axe from his waist and hurled it. The screaming stopped abruptly.
There was no need to worry about his combat methods leaving any unique traces. After all, a true 'Outlaw Madman' would automatically create the perfect scene of a suicide.
