There seems to be something surging in my heart. To describe it carefully, it should be black mud.

Stupid, paranoid, crazy, indifferent, greedy, cowardly, opportunistic, shameless.

Darkness is pouring out from the bottom of his heart. Human evil has never been lacking in Griffith, but it has been covered up by the appearance of glory in the past.

Now a black wing is slowly unfolding, and Femont's awakening has already begun.

Complex thoughts came one after another, and the human Griffith was in pain, very painful.

In the carriage.

"Fortunately, the Behelite has disappeared. Maybe I misunderstood.

I will take you to the Southern Republic. Teacher Noah may have some ideas.

The healing methods of witches and goblins are still very powerful.

You will definitely get better."

Griffith behind the mask didn't respond much, but one thought became more intense.

'You know Gus, at some point, I'm willing to give up my dreams for you.'

'But I, who have lost my dream, cannot stand in front of you.'

One sunset, Griffith saw his former self and the castle in his dream.

An inexplicable power gathered, and the carriage rushed into the distance.

Despite the shouts of those behind him, he never looked back. This time he wanted to end it all in his own way.

Griffith, who fell by the lake, looked at his broken arm and let out a harsh and sharp hoarse laugh.

Without a tongue, he was like a dying crow, so shriveled up.

He wanted to commit suicide with the help of wooden thorns in the lake, but he didn't even have the strength.

At exactly this moment, Behelet, which had been drifting for a whole year, came to the lake again and came into his hands.

Gus also arrived with everyone from the Eagle Group.

Looking at the Behelite, the ominous premonition in Gus's heart reached its peak.

"No, no, no, Griffith!!!!"

Behind the mask, Bai Ying also looked towards the shore, at the rude, stupid fool who could only swing a sword.

Darkness falls.
Chapter completed!