Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay blamed him, saying, "You regret it, don't you? You regret giving her such a cruel and inhumane order. You're her birth father, Monster. Yet you allowed her to die while pledging her loyalty to the military intelligence division. What right do you have to control her destiny?"

Monster roared in sorrow. "Do you really think I wanted her to die? I merely don't want her to end up like me."

Monster was struggling, and the hemp rope was causing wounds on his arms.

Jay retorted, "How do you know that she would've ended up like you? Do you think we're the same kind of people, so blinded by hatred that we'll mercilessly kill the innocent?"

"But you wouldn't have treated her kindly!" Monster emphasized.

Jay said, "Perhaps I wouldn't. However... My wife would've."

The anger surging in Monster's eyes flashed quickly like fireworks, and it gradually grew calm.

"What's the point in saying all of this? She's dead, so this conversation is of no use." Monster snarled.

bit her tongue and attempted suicide, she very unfortunately survived. My darling Angeline, although sickly, had carried her out of the dense forest. She's

widened, and a touch

his surprise turned

telling you now that your efforts are futile.

eyelashes were drooping, and his

he got up from his seat and appeared rather indifferent. He merely gracefully added, "When I found Angeline in the dense

thunderous fury. "So that brat has such an absurd affection

be because she was showing mercy to Angeline. In my opinion, it's because she couldn't find a chance to poison her." Monster said, "Didn't she gain you people's trust after getting

had asked Thirteen to poison Angeline when she

How

huge astonishment flashed across Monster's

clearly that he had known their

How was that possible?