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Last Wind – Part 07

He’s too obedient.

He sought neither merit nor wealth, nor was he intoxicated by power or driven by a perverse fascination with human blood. There was no sense of duty to protect something, nor did he seem devoted or subservient to Siegfried or herself. Horatio simply carried out his work with quiet efficiency.

It struck Francisca as bizarre.

What is this man fighting for?

A former priest from the old Crowd Powers turned butcher, Horatio Disraeli.

As much as she hated it—her true master was Siegfried—Francisca had recently been acting as his handler. But she had yet to grasp his true nature.

“Hey,” Horatio called out rudely. He was often indifferent to rank or status, treating everyone with the same casual insolence. “You said you were looking for me. Was that all you wanted?”

“No, there’s more. We’re meeting an agent from the former Crowd Powers. You’re coming too.”