Todo kept saying, "There's been a few incidents of some person killing people; their bodies were torn apart."
"In what manner," Alistair asked, leaning forward.
Todo smiled. "Bites, slashes, signs of torture. I thought the D-Gray-Eater was the worst, but this person took it to a whole new level.
"How many bodies does the person have, where do they reside?"
"… Do you have some beef with the man—the Cannibal?"
Todo smiled morbidly, curiosity arose in black eyes.
Alistair noticed and scoffed. "No beef. Just business. The person being alive is hindering my goal."
"Poor sucker. Well, I can tell you the person was last in Keplar. Now reports in Lart—Aroth places."
"North."
"Bingo," Todo clicked his tongue and pointed forward. "Tell all about the person after you kill them."
"Strange way to get down."
"What do you—no, Aether no. I have a girl. Well, had i guess."
