Sylvester knew what he did was manipulation at the highest level. And with the death of the one who did the deed for him, the secret would never come out.
"Chonky, do you think I'm a bad man?" Sylvester asked his Miraj, who had just finished devouring the Knight.
He never wanted Miraj to dislike or see him in a bad light because Miraj mattered the most to him. Miraj's help and wholesomeness had kept him sane and active whenever he was in a pickle.
"Bad? Why? You're the best, Maxy. You never hurt the good kiddies, fed me, and even helped that man. You take his family with us to protect them, and in return, he has to work for you. Isn't that fair already?" Miraj countered with an argument.
Sylvester took a calming breath.
