...I'm dead?
Earl of Orleans was stunned.
Rationally speaking, he wanted to dismiss the other party's words as nonsense... but he could not suppress the fear welling up inside him.
Ever since he had obtained the Mad King's Skull and uncovered some of its rules, Earl of Orleans had developed both ambition and fear--
On one hand, he believed that with the Mad King's Skull, he could possibly defeat any enemy, no matter what; on the other, he also knew that he could possibly lose to any enemy, no matter who they were.
Could it be that this time... he had truly been abandoned by it?
Or had the Swan King inside the Void Box awakened? Had he realized that Earl of Orleans was using him and now wanted to take the opportunity to kill him? Or had his previous fears been correct... Had Arsene truly worked with the Vendome Family and the Hawkeye Organization to uncover the secrets of the Mad King's Skull, and were they now coming to seize his treasure? Countless thoughts rose and fell in his mind, while the fear in his heart made Earl of Orleans feel unnaturally cold.
It was as if he had swallowed a piece of ice, feeling the chilling coldness carve open his esophagus like a knife and bore into his stomach.
The moment such a thought appeared, Earl of Orleans realized that it was not an illusion.
...Why was his stomach so cold?
Why had it suddenly become so quiet? Was Arsene no longer singing? When had he stopped? Earl of Orleans slowly lowered his head and saw a thin line of blood gradually appear across his abdomen.
Streams of blood sprayed out with a hiss, splattering the floor and walls. And when he lowered his head and saw clearly