Lebu's fingers trembled.
"…What?"
He muttered in utter shock. The man couldn't help but wonder if Kenny had already foreseen how events would play out and wrote this letter accordingly.
Then does that mean… he thought of a possibility.
When Kenny handed me his coat, he already knew that he might be apprehended by the enemy?
No, not only apprehended…
He had anticipated his own death as a calculated possibility!
In Lebu's mind, Kenny understood how dangerous what he was uncovering really was.
But more importantly, he trusted Lebu specifically enough to leave him with the truth posthumously.
Lebu's heart was filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he was sorrowful of Kenny's demise, and on the other, he was hopeful of what critical intel the boy's letter might provide him.
With emotions churning in his heart, he continued to read the letter.
"Dear Magus Potts,
"If you're reading this, then I'm probably dead.
