Killing Young Lissop himself was the direct choice.
But letting the rioters kill Young Lissop was the better choice.
"Reaping the benefits without getting blood on his hands?
He can't turn 'death' into art, but...
For an amateur, that's already quite good!"
The man in the hooded cloak murmured to himself.
Then this member of the Death Poetry Society adjusted his original plan-in that plan, Gold had been a disposable pawn.
He was meant to bear the brunt of the rioters' fury.
But now?
His death was still necessary.
What came afterward, however, could change!
The man had a little 'potential.'
Perhaps he could become one of his attendants.
Unlike those previous 'attendants' sent by the Left Cantor and Right Patriarch.
He would be a true attendant, belonging entirely to him.
In fact, he had already planned out a 'ghoul ritual' for Gold in his mind.
Of course, Gold would never be his first choice.
That honor belonged to the 'Bandaged Swordsman'!
However, because he could not expose himself before, he had been forced to shelve that plan. Now, that was no longer necessary-
"Soon! Soon!
Once I complete the ritual!
You will belong to me!"
An evil spirit who had returned from the Land of Eternal Long Night was simply too precious to a member of the Death Poetry Society.
He could easily imagine how fervent the others in the Death Poetry Society would become if they learned of this 'Bandaged Swordsman's' existence.
And his best efforts to suppress the news had only temporarily kept the Death Poetry Society from learning about the 'Bandaged Swordsman.'
It would not last forever.
Once they found out, he would naturally be blamed.
But as long as he completed the 'malice ritual,' everything would be different.
'Death' was fair.
But the power that