"A knight who never lost a battle. A man whose loyalty to Lunaris was so absolute that even the king regarded him as his right hand".
Having said all that, Reinhardt tilted his head.
"So tell me something. Why would a man like that accept a demon heart? Why would he betray his own country and kill its king and his family so cold-bloodedly?"
Even though all the windows were closed, a cold breeze still passed by them, ruffling the drapes and the flag of Lunaris.
For a moment, Giacomo said nothing. Then all of a sudden, he started laughing loudly.
"Ha… HAHAHAHA!"
Although it was rude and even disrespectful to laugh at your opponent like that, Reinhardt could tell that the laughter wasn't directed at him.
In fact, there was nothing joyful in it. Giacomo's laughter was filled with mockery, regret, bitterness, and bone-deep self-ridicule.
After the laughter stopped, Giacomo slowly stood up. From his messy strands of black hair that framed his face peeked his piercing crimson eyes.
