A few weeks later.
On another continent, specifically the Grata Family.
"What?!" A middle-aged man released an earth-shattering roar while looking at the only survivor of Alex's massacre.
"Hi…" The survivor obviously feared that roar because there was no telling what would happen to him.
"My daughter was killed, you say?"
"Ye-yes."
"Then, what is the point of your life now?" The middle-aged man shouted before taking out a weapon.
"Wait. Don't do that, Patriarch. Before killing him, shouldn't you understand what happened first?" An elder, sitting not far from him, stopped him by his words.
When the middle-aged man heard that, he clenched his fists and put down his sword. "Speak. What happened?"
