It was a disturbing secret, yet Lawrence just shrugged it off with a smile and continued speaking.
"My feelings towards him are complicated, Plague Doctor. From a young age, he already bared his fangs. When I served him, I never felt the unease or constraint of a puppet; instead, I felt I was part of something great with him. I might even say that I was willing to die for him back then..."
"But in the end, you killed him," the Plague Doctor said.
"Yes, humans are complex and can become enemies for all sorts of reasons.
But I didn't kill him with my own hands; I just sent some underlings after him. After all, I was in the Static Holy Temple at the time, with more important matters to attend to."
Lawrence sighed.
"Humans are ultimately human, bound by mortal flesh. Cardinal Medici was no exception. As he aged, his control over the Church weakened, and eventually, he seemed to grow tired and simply gave up all power, retreating into seclusion.
