Chapter 2: SSS rank talent
The hunchback’s corpse still warmed the floor as Kael walked away, stepping in pools of blood without flinching. The corridors of the Medici mansion, once indifferent to his existence, now vibrated with cutting murmurs.
"Did you see that? He won’t even bury it," a gardener whispered, turning away in fear and superstition. "The seventh young master...changed."
Lydia followed him silently. Her thoughts were a whirlwind. That was not the seventh young master she knew. The Kael from before would have stammered excuses, maybe even cried in helplessness. But the one who walked before her now had a cold look, a mysterious air.
What on earth had brought about such a change?
Lydia wanted to know what had caused the sudden change in the seventh young master.
"Young master...," Lydia broke the silence, in a voice that barely managed to hold its own. "If the fourth young master asks for his servant..."
Kael paused. He turned and, with a smile:
"Don’t worry... My dear older brother won’t do anything." His tone was soft, almost ironic, but his eyes revealed nothing.
Lydia tightened her grip on the pommel of her sword, feeling a shiver. Was that Kael speaking? His voice was the same, but something felt different; it reminded her of the Clan Chief.
"But... young master, how are you so sure that the fourth young master won’t do anything?"
Kael didn’t answer right away. He turned and walked. Calm. Almost relaxed.