130| The Hunter's Anxiety

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Suddenly, Raff fell to the floor. His body became unsteady. I approached him. Raff's face was ashen, and I saw wounds on his neck and both wrists.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked in surprise. Who could hurt Raff like this?

"Oh, this?" He shows the scar on his wrist. "I just escaped death. The council defected. They locked me up in a special prison. But I managed to escape. That's not what I came to see you for!"

"What do you want, Raff?"

"We have been preparing for this moment for a long time. Only a few steps are left, and then all our plans will succeed. That plan... is you! The monster, De Comte, has risen from his coffin."

My face became tense instantly.

"You have to destroy him!" said Raff while trying to stand up straight.

"I? Just do it yourself! I have nothing to do with all of you, eh."

"Are you still going to pretend to close your eyes? Something inside you is starting to rebel."

I narrowed my eyes.

"You were destined to become half devil for a reason. We've been planni