The six were in daze. They were suddenly held captive in a prison and poisoned by an unknown man. Currently, they woke up in a foreign land. This must be how time traveling is like.
Standing not far away was Benjamin, perhaps the only familiar existence to them.
"... Yo-Young master?"
Benjamin had removed his disguise and revealed his face. The few servants sat up on the ground and stared at him. In the end, it was Jeremy who recognized him and was completely scared.
Benjamin smiled as he nodded.
The other servants were also surprised, they looked at each other with reluctant expressions.
"Wh-Which young master?"
Benjamin walked towards them and bent down to comfort them, "It’s me, Benjamin. That young master that was nearly burnt to death in the square. The one that became the pope is Grant. The one who fucked around with men was also him, not me. I’m not sure if you have already known about this, but... you are now safe."
