Watching the pitiful middle-aged man trembling before him, Aiwass couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth upward.
The character of Mister King sure is interesting…
Aiwass had made it clear to him that both he and Isabel were acquaintances of his. This was undoubtedly a friendly gesture, as neither ministers nor princesses of Avalon were obligated to divulge such secrets to him.
——And yet, he trembled even more violently.
What exactly was he afraid of?
Was it the fear of having learned information he shouldn't have, terrified of being silenced? Or did he think his death was certain, and so Aiwass chose to reveal these things to let him die with understanding?
Seeing that Mister King didn't dare to initiate conversation, Aiwass had no choice but to knock on the armrest to attract his attention.
"Name," Aiwass asked.
"Augustus Kante."
Mister King answered.
...August?
Aiwass was momentarily taken aback.
What a great name! No wonder you chose the codename King…
