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.

his

still died in the end, he would at least be able to accomplish his dream. However, Jack did not

Luther

was still a desolate wasteland around him. After thinking about it, he flew up into the air

***

the warriors in the

Luther was dead.

even discussing how likely it was that Luther could win. However, everything was overturned in just a flash as Jack struck

a great stir among

that verbal spat before the battle,

just left there. Jack didn’t even bother burning it or burying it. It looks like Jack

isn’t a crazy alchemist; he’s an expert who didn’t mind disguising himself. I’m beginning

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