Yet, while this once lofty dukedom patriarch had seemingly lost his mind, the culprit behind all his pain in the last few years sat before him and looked onward as though he was nothing but air.
Seeing this, Patriarch Jones began to laugh uproariously. There was endless pain and sadness in his tone. The way that his hair flew about completely unkempt, the look of his unevenly shaved beard, and the red tint of his eyes… He was clearly a man who had been pushed to the absolute edge.
"I knew that your reaction would be so lukewarm. This is exactly the same expression you had as you watched my Clan collapse. You didn't spare even the women and children. It's a good thing I was mentally prepared, or else I really would have lost my mind completely."
