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A distant memory lingered in the back of his mind.
If that organization truly was involved, then perhaps this assassination attempt wasn't random at all.
Perhaps it was revenge.
Just then, Scarlette's voice echoed inside his head once more.
« "Follow that ominous-looking light from the left side of the manor. It will lead you to the location of the Puppetry Master." »
Kierian immediately snapped from his thoughts.
His eyes darted toward the direction she mentioned.
Sure enough, a strange and unsettling light drifted away from the manor grounds like a guiding beacon.
But the moment he processed her words, his expression changed.
'Wait... did she just say Puppetry Master?'
The name struck him like lightning.
Then everything clicked.
The forgotten memory resurfaced.
Of course.
How could he forget?
The organization.
The massacres.
The experiments.
The madness.
Puppetry Master.
