"Is he your friend?" the Plague Doctor asked.
"Not quite, just someone who makes me feel a bit... surprised," Lawrence replied.
As he spoke, Lawrence recalled his time with the Evangelical Church, reminiscing about the visage of an old man, recounting the past.
"He is a descendant of the Borgia family, that notorious clan of poisoners. We thought he would be as tyrannical and insane as his ancestors. Strangely enough, he turned out to be a devout believer, almost to the point of insulting the Borgia name.
I once asked him, and he said he could become as tyrannical as his ancestors, ruthlessly using Cantarella to kill one enemy after another. But then he said, 'Caesar Borgia did just that, but tyranny offers no answers. Why not try devotion?'"
As Lawrence narrated, a slight smile appeared on his face, followed by a sigh.
"He's dead too... It's not a good feeling. Almost everyone from my era is dead, leaving me as if I'm a phantom living in this world alone."
