The M employee named Andrew gazed up at the moon overhead. The excitement he had felt earlier had finally settled quite a bit, though his heart was still filled with emotion.
He had had enough of those days spent fearing moonlight!
At last, he could begin a new life!
He knew perfectly well that the cure for his "Lycanthropy Disease" was all thanks to Vizet.
At that thought, he kept turning around, searching the crowd for Vizet.
Vizet was still standing beside the wooden crate, talking with Liam Graves about something. Every now and then, he tore off a strip of meat and fed it to the owl perched on his shoulder.
Although Vizet still stood tall and had a smile on his face, Andrew had the feeling that Vizet must have paid a great deal to accomplish this.
The reason Vizet maintained that posture had to be because he was thinking of them and did not want them to worry.
The M employee named Andrew even sensed an indescribable feeling of reassurance from Vizet.
At that thought, countless emotions surged through him. He understood that the person he should thank most at this moment was Vizet, standing not far away.
He looked at Vizet, but countless shattered images flashed through his mind: that bloody night in Yorkshire, his family's terrified and disappointed eyes, every full moon night when he had buried himself in a pit...
And the end of all of it, all his hope, rested on that young figure ahead.
How should he express his thanks to Vizet?
His mind went completely blank, the kind of blankness that came after considering countless methods yet still being unable to find the best answer.
Even after racking his brains, the few words of thanks he could think of seemed so