Chapter 78: Wielder of Dark Power (7)
Azar was visibly surprised.
He seemed to have tensed up even though the distance was not close enough for my voice to be heard at all.
But before he even collected himself, Abel had dropped the secondary bomb.
“Why must you use such strong language, Count?”
“What did you say?”
“I don’t understand how you can say such unbecoming words without hesitation when you’re a noble. The countess has taught me that if I want to live as a noble, I should have a refined manner of speech no matter the situation…”
Although he was shaking, Abel said everything clearly without a single stutter.
“If the countess’ teachings were not wrong, does that make you not a noble anymore, Count?”
Wow! Catharsis! A parade of catharsis!
I couldn’t contain myself in seeing Abel’s growth.
“Atta boy, Childe. You are so cool, it’s crazy.”
“Hello,” Azar whispered in bafflement when I muttered.
I knew I should be keeping quiet, but this surely wasn’t the right time.
