The old Emperor trembled as he threw out the still-warm head, bending his waist even lower.
"You all..."
His voice was filled with despair and exhaustion, "Just listen to her..."
No one noticed the black mist adhering to the Emperor's back. Only he could feel the spiked things pressing against his lower shoulder blades, needing just a slight movement to pierce his heart.
Roy, sheltered by the Devil's bat wings, was not stained by blood. Her expression no longer held a smile but showed a kind of resolute coldness.
"Now there are rebels."
She said, "The sinful Howard family framed Roy with Frank's death and slandered her for colluding with the Devil. The Devil appeared at Frank's residence because Frank was indeed his servant..."
Roy sighed long and hard.
