After finishing his meal, Ferris walked back to Fixer's house, aiming to retrieve his bone sword.
Lionheart told me to meet up at the entrance gate, I should hurry.
Knowing that, Ferris eased a bit of the restrictions of his body and allowed his essence to flow more freely.
Weaving through the busy crowd became extremely easy, and he arrived at his destination in no time.
As he opened the door to the interior, he was greeted by an unexpected visitor.
Judas, who looked to be well, was standing near Fixer as he held the bone sword he created.
I was about to look for him before meeting Lionheart, but it looks like I don't need to. Ferris smiled deeply and greeted.
Though, there was a lingering feeling he couldn't bottle down.
He knew what really happened to Judas.
A dead man.
A puppet.
Or just simply a corpse, whose body had been mutilated by two foreign souls.
. . .
Wait, doesn't that apply to my case as well?
