Chapter 19- The Appearance of a Moon on a Moonless Night
"Big brother Sol."
Amon called out to Sol, snapping him of his momentary daze. After whipping his tears, Sol stood up.
His father wanted him to leave so he should hurry.
"Let’s go."
Sol went to carry Amon and hurry away from this place, but his hand suddenly grabbed nothing but empty air.
Sol immediately stiffened at this, but he soon whipped his head around.
"A-Amon!"
"Kukukuku! Is that bastard already dead? But why don’t I see his body?"
Sol’s hands and feet turned cold, and his heart began to pound rapidly.
Adalhard was several meters away holding up Amon by his neck. His golden robes were mere rags on his blood-soaked body, while one of his hands looked like it was forcefully ripped from his shoulder.
Adalhard’s overall appearance looked wretched, but despite his severely injured state, Sol’s nervousness was still at sky-high levels.