Chapter 262: You Wanna Fight Dirty? That’s Fine By Me (2)
“Sir Jordic, you are the only hope of the Bydent family.”
Jordic, who had been in closed training, looked at the man who suddenly came to find him and spoke nonsense. The man’s name was Nether. Jordic had heard the name, but he had never spoken to him before. Nether was one of Volus’ close aides, after all.
“What kind of nonsense—”
“That is the final will left by Lord Volus.”
Jordic’s eyes widened at the mention of a will. That meant Volus was dead.
After killing Volus, Nether immediately returned to the Bydent family. Without informing anyone about Volus’s death, he had come straight to Jordic first.
“This is Lord Volus’ last testament.”
Nether handed Jordic a piece of parchment, wearing an expression as if holding back tears.
Jordic snatched it and began to read.
—Jordic. If you are reading this, then I am no longer among the living. I won’t say much. I have many younger siblings, but the only one suited to be head of the family is you, Jordic. Please turn the Bydent family into a noble one in my place, and fulfill the wishes of Father, of myself, and of our ancestors.
It was unmistakably Volus’ handwriting, and even his fingerprint, stamped in his blood, was clear.
Jordic crushed the parchment mercilessly and glared at Nether. Nether tensed up. Jordic’s expression was utterly dry like the desert. An expression that looked incapable of shedding even a single tear.