A Life Like a Puppet

"Please accept my condolences."

Jupiter's voice was indifferent, without the slightest trace of grief.

Merlin, on the other hand, wore a sorrowful expression. As if he truly shared the old man's pain, he said heavily to Jeweled One, "Mage, please accept our condolences. Brissin took his own life so that His Majesty's hands would not be stained with blood, and so that a rift would not arise between our two sides. He did this for our future as well."

Yet Merlin's consolation only made the old man even angrier.

An emotionless incubus had no right to put on a human expression before him, feigning concern and pretending to grieve for him!

What did he mean, not letting Leon's hands be stained with blood? He had been...