Chapter 43: Walpurgis Night (8)
Silence.
Marbas seemed tired as he cleaned his monocle with a handkerchief. Barbatos let out a chuckle after she used a fork to take a bite of a cake that had been prepared at the side of the ballroom. The other Demon Lords were still in silent awe due to the uncommon scene which the old goblin had just played out. It was like the moment of silence that would occur as the audience hold their breath after an amazing concert performance.
“Ah……aah……?”
Paimon was,
Paimon fell to her knees next to the corpse.
“Ah……a, ah…….”
She would let out a sound every now and then like static from a broken speaker.
The event which she couldn’t have possibly imagined an hour ago had happened. I didn’t feel sympathy or pity. Fortune has always been something that left quickly and misfortune was something that always arrived quickly.
I was simply thinking about how I was going to handle this situation since it had become complicated because Torkel killed himself after taking all of the responsibility.