Not long after Helmut died from drowning in a puddle of his own blood, Igel shrugged and sheathed his sword.

The plan to let Helmut die alone had failed, but his death already seemed lonely enough.

“I’ve seen a lot of people die before, but I’ve never seen anyone die like a disgusting bug like this,” Igel muttered.

“Well, he finally learned his place right before he died. Come on, we gotta go.”

Ioshiff took a black robe out of her pocket and handed it over to Imil.

Imil put on the robe and even wore a hood to cover his face. As soon as he wore the robe, his presence disappeared in an instant. Even Ivy, who was hiding right outside the door and watching the scene from the beginning, could hardly sense Imil’s presence even though she was already aware that there were people inside.

Then, Imil began to move toward the door.

Seeing this, Ivy panicked and looked for a place to hide, but there was no where she could hide. Soon, Imil strode out of the hallway.

Ivy looked at Imil with a stiff expression. She thought she would either be held hostage once again or killed, but Imil looked at Ivy in silence and then walked past her.

The moment Imil walked past Ivy, he quietly murmured.

“Take care of her on your own. The master is waiting for us.”

Igel passed by and winked at Ivy, while Ioshiff pinched Ivy’s cheek before leaving. It wasn’t until a little while after they passed by Ivy that...