Charles was startled; he truly hadn't anticipated that Lady Southseraph could be so utterly ruthless.
He strained his eyes looking into the distance, even using Insight to see those three piles of heads, none of which belonged to anyone he knew. However, his heart trembled slightly as he thought to himself, "I'd better pretend, just in case he actually finds the family of Charles Mecklen."
Although he very much wanted to sever ties with the past of Charles Mecklen, he didn't wish for it to end in such a tragic way.
After all, Charles's elder brother had been kind to him. Even though he had not wanted him to interfere with the family business, he wasn't stingy when it came time to divide the inheritance; he had been quite fair.
At this thought, Charles burst into loud wailing, pretending to leap down from the battlements to fight Cyrus to the death, while whispering, "Quick, stop me!"
