Vol. 1 - Ch. 28
It was none other than a human hand. The source of the blood scent.
“Find out about the tattoo on the back of this hand.”
The severed hand was engraved with a strange tattoo.
“Yes, understood.” Johann, who had left the room, knew he couldn’t keep holding onto the hand. After transferring the tattoo to paper, he discarded the hand into an incinerator.
‘By the way, did they bring the Madam back?’
Watching the flames blaze, Johann suddenly recalled the matter.
In the dead of night, the incinerator lay still.
Twitch.
The blackened fingers of the dead hand moved.
* * *
At dawn, the mansion was quiet. Benjamin was moving busily, but his actions were incredibly cautious and quiet.
“Mr. Butler?”
Benjamin halted when he encountered a half-awake servant.
“Why the alcohol...?”