Chapter 375

“Then, what should we do?” his aide asked.

A hero’s end was, inevitably, death. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he was simply plagued with remaining grievances. After a bout of silence, Edward calmly said, “Do something for me. Once that’s done, just slip away. There are no lives in your hands and you aren’t in the cops’ database. No one will notice you.”

This aide had received a great debt of gratitude from Edward once, so he was solely loyal to him. He became distressed when he heard this, so