Chapter 590: The Real Culprit Behind the Curse of Death
Snowfield, Central Church.
This is a room in the church’s residential area.
Father Hansa, who was dispatched to Snowfield City, couldn’t help but sigh.
Even with the adults of the Burial Agency accompanying him, the Dead Apostle named Jester still ran away.
It’s really ugly.
Originally, he was ready to be reprimanded by Ciel, but this adult of the Burial Agency was different from what he thought.-...
"Hmm-! What is this! Although it’s not as good as the curry I eat, the flavor is also very good... Hmm...-!"
"Well, I made it myself, with a unique recipe. It’s best if you are satisfied."
Hansa showed a happy and depressed smile.
Two contradictory emotions appeared on his face.
After returning to the church, Ciel not only did not scold him, but the first thing he mentioned was eating.
Facing the Burial Agency adult who came in a hurry.