Albert didn't know why there were so many bones in the pit. It had been dark when they had entered the dungeon.
But the scumbag had made him put up a barrier.
There had been the sound of raindrops falling on it, but the other boy had forbidden him from shining a light.
Was he still alive, Albert asked himself. After everything he had done, was he still alive?
He was headless, but if he still had his revival rune on him…
Albert shuddered.
No! He was going to kill him!
Before Bartolomeo used the bracelet to activate his slave rune! Albert refused to be his plaything!
"Do you mind shining a light in here?" That was Valentius, not Bartolomeo, Albert told himself.
Valentius, who would seek his pleasure somewhere else. The boy certainly didn't do such things!
"Albert, please. There is a chance the core is still alive," it was a dark way to begin something that was supposed to be just looting, but Albert didn't dare say anything.
