The blood flowed as the pain registered in Conor's mind.
Frederick and the others froze, and their expressions were unnatural. Even though they felt like Fane would punish Conor in some way, they did not expect Fane to outright kill him.
Conor fell to the ground the moment Fane pulled out the sword, and he was in so much pain that he clutched his chest, trying to stop the bleeding to no avail. After all, he was already heavily injured. Coupled with that strike, no one could save him.
The color in his cheeks slowly diminished. "You dare to kill me?!"
Fane was exasperated as his lips twitched. He said, "Why can't I? Why wouldn't I dare to? Who do you think you are? I don't know why you're so sure that I won't do anything to you no matter what you do."
Blood flowed out of Conor's mouth. He started to cough as he reached the end of his life. As he opened his mouth, all that they could hear was the sound of blood flowing out as no proper words could be formed.
Everyone merely watched as Conor shut his eyes and passed away.
Fane turned to look at Rudy, saying sincerely, "In the end, he never answered. What made him so certain that I wouldn't attack him?"
Rudy frowned, deliberating on the question before he said, "He must've thought that you were a righteous person. Even if you kill people, you'd only kill those that needed to be killed. He felt like he did nothing wrong and that you're the one in the wrong. That's why he was that fearless."
Hearing that, Fane felt even more helpless. "He acted without regard for anything because he believed in my character? He felt like I'd forgive him no matter what he said?"
As he said that, Fane scoffed at how ridiculous Conor was. Fane's moral character was only applicable to his friends. To everyone else, he did not care in the slightest.
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