Lennox could feel the pressure just by those words. The Archduke's expression turned grim as veins could be seen in his neck as if he's trying to calm himself while rage filled his mind and body.
"B-Beatrix is her name… And she also helped my Father that time—" he hesitated upon seeing how Sylvester's expression keep turning darker. "W-When the war h-happened 13 years ago."
Sylvester slammed the table due to anger. 'That f*cker.' He thought. The first time he met the sorceress was back when he was 14, on the battlefield overflowing with screams and cries of agony.
An unknown person wearing a black cloak approached him and touched his head. That was also the first time he felt severe headaches. 'Was it all because of her?'
