The humans who had served that purpose were expendable. And Ethan was willing to take advantage of that belief.
As for Olaf, the agent remained convinced by the memories he now possessed, believing that the events he remembered had truly happened.
He left Beatrice's residence not long after recovering from his injuries.
But unfortunately for him, the Blessed weren't the only ones under the fallen angel's watch.
Olaf was being monitored as well.
Abaddon had been keeping track of his movements, and the moment the agent left the Morgenstein residence, his presence was noticed.
Just like the others before him, Olaf was dealt with swiftly.
———
On this present night at the Morgenstein estate…
Beatrice paced restlessly around her room, her frustration growing with every unanswered attempt to reach her goddess.
"Goddess, answer me!"
"Lady Atia, are you there? Goddess?"
Beatrice stopped and clenched her fists. "Oh, you fucking bitch, answer me!"
Still, nothing happened.
