Eugene took Calburn outside the room and exposed all of his crimes to his companions. However, he didn’t mention that Luke was indeed the hidden son of the previous Count Crawlmarine. After all, he still didn’t know why Lucas was motivated to murder his father, the previous count, and the finale of a show was best remembered when it ended in an ostentatious way.

“Even the word ‘dishonorable’ doesn’t do justice to this bastard.”

“What an insane shithead.”

Everyone was in shock after hearing the truth, but it couldn’t be compared to how Luke was feeling. Luke stared at his half-brother with quivering eyes, then finally pulled out his dagger like lightning.

“I will have your head!” Luke shouted. However, his effort was quickly nullified. There was no way he would succeed in the presence of three incredible knights.

“Hold on, Aide Number Two,” Galfredik said.

“Sir! Please let me go! I must kill that bastard! He’s no better than a dog! I will grind his blood and flesh, sprinkle it on the field, and let the pigs gnaw on his bones!” Luke shouted with bloodshot eyes. He struggled to break his arm free of Galfredik’s hold.

He jerked around and shouted at Calburn, “All the gods and spirits will curse you! Both your children and that bastard’s children! You will be cursed to have your own son stab you!”

Luke wasn’t a wizard. He was simply an aide who dreamt...