Jack slowly got up and looked down on the breathless Luther. “You don’t have the right to know.”

“I… I don’t have the right?” sneered Luther bitterly.

He remembered everything he had said earlier and felt like he was the buffoon all along.

If he had heard Jack say anything like that in the past, Luther would have refused to acknowledge it angrily. At this moment, however, he had to.

After breathing out his last breath, he held on and said one last sentence, “You’re right, I really don’t have the right to know…”

The moment he said his last words, Luther coughed out some more blood. The moment the blood left his mouth, Luther lost his fight, falling to the ground heavily as he breathed his last.

shook his

expected. Even if he still died in the end, he would at least be able to accomplish his dream. However, Jack did not feel any pity, this was

complete trash like Luther thought, it would have been

around and saw that it was still a desolate wasteland around him. After thinking about it, he flew up into the air and chose a direction

***

warriors in the

Luther was dead.

how likely it was that Luther could win. However, everything was

a great stir

did. If not for that verbal spat before the battle,

Jack didn’t even bother burning it or burying it. It

being nice? You should wake up. Jack isn’t a crazy alchemist;

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