"What should I do now, as Sir... as Sir?"
Gasper didn't turn back, striding out of the tavern threshold.
The gradually distant words seep into Ludivico's ears.
"Gasper thinks, Sir Ludivico can only wait quietly for the power struggle in Kakasong City to end now."
"Then pour everything into allegiance to the future ruler."
"Perhaps, there's still a slight chance to survive..."
Listening to Gasper's footsteps outside the tavern, slowly fading away, Ludivico gazes at the tavern door with a somewhat dazed look.
Harry steps forward and comes to Ludivico's side, inquiring.
"Sir Ludivico, this person is so disrespectful to you. Do you want Harry to take someone to kill him?"
Sitting down again, Ludivico glanced at Harry, his mouth full of melancholy.
"Even if you kill him, what does it matter?"
"Just as he said... I have already been out of the struggle for power in Kakasong City."
At the moment Ludivico speaks.
