A few hours later, Godfrey opened his eyes and groaned softly.
’I slept off.’ He rose from the bed, barely able to remember when he left the bedroom to sleep. While scratching his head, Godfrey approached the door but as he stretched his hand to open it, the knob twisted and the door was pushed in.
Godfrey tilted his head, shrugged and walked out as Lysander bowed. It was a bit odd to have his knights moving about, the treatment he’d been receiving was something he didn’t expect.
Had it not been for the school’s stupid rules and that of the government, he might have kept them by his side all the time. At least now, with his access to about ten thousand Golden Order elite knights, having a few of them scattered all over this district made him feel quite calm.
Right now, unknown to residents, Golden Order Bow Knights walked the streets and rooftops with their giant bows. Their ability to become invisible to all senses, including mana sense, made them literal walking ghosts.
It would be almost impossible to catch him off guard.
At the living room, he found Isolde resting on the window sill. The windows were wide open and the cool morning breeze brushed her face softly.
It was quite early, a little past 3:00 am. The sky was still dark but this darkness had its perk. The most obvious of it were the stars that filled the sky.
His footsteps were light but Isolde still turned her face to him. With a soft smile, Godfrey strolled to her side and looked at the sky.
There was a period of silence between them. Isolde bit her lower lip, her head hung low.
"I know this might not be how you want to start your day but do you really not want vengeance for the one that killed you? Is there something I’m missing? I shouldn’t be stuck up on what you’ve already left but I can’t leave if you don’t give me a reason."
Isolde sighed. "Frey..."
She clenched her fists and her teeth even harder.
Isolde turned to face him. Seeing her concerned expression, Godfrey’s eyebrows creased. This was about her, why did it look like he was the one of concern here?
Was she worried about him flaring up?
Did this mean Snow was the one who killed her?
Even without knowing it, his eyes grew cold.
"It was Cain." Isolde’s whisper made his eyes flash.
"So it was him." He clenched his teeth.
"But... the hand that drove a hole through my chest might be someone you know."
Godfrey heard his heart beat.
"I believe you’ve met him with Percival in some sort of tower filled with books—!" Isolde stopped herself as she saw Godfrey’s expression morph into horror.
"G-Gabriel...?" The sound of his heart pounding at a quickened pace was drowned by memories flooding in. The same man who told him the ’secret’ of Cain?
Who kept Paradise safe from the authorities and the Fanatics?


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