The Divine Undertaker
The servants promptly left, still sweating.
Either way, they managed to cheat death tonight.
In a way, making enemies of a Sanctuary clan was almost thrilling in itself!
Still, a valet who was covered in blood hurried to Hamel side and whispered, "Sir, is this really worth it? We might really end up dying here if we slip up!"
"Hmph!" Hamel snorted. "My son carries the Divine Ox Blood, and becoming an executor is his only choice if we don't want him to die too soon! And that also means making powerful friends!