"——However, how did you learn about this ritual? It was developed by the old man... So he really did leave behind some kind of legacy, didn't he? Never mind, it doesn't matter. Since you claim you don't recognize it..."
"——Then I suppose you wouldn't care that your grandfather was cursed to death by me, right?"
The voice of Prince Wolfram the Giant echoed in Aiwass' mind.
Now Aiwass set aside his anger and impulsiveness, carefully dissected the sentence, chewing over each word and phrase.
He quickly realized that Wolfram, in his subconscious, held a great respect for his own grandfather—and believed that Jacob had left behind some kind of "legacy."
It was precisely because Wolfram confirmed that Jacob was dead, but did not know where Jacob had died, that he pretended it was he who had cursed the other to death.
