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 head

the end, he would at least be able to accomplish his dream. However, Jack did not feel any pity, this was the fruit of

complete trash like Luther thought, it would

that it was still a desolate wasteland around him. After thinking

***

the viewing area

Luther was dead.

Luther could reach the next level with his technique and challenge Chris and Edward. They were even discussing how likely

stir among

that verbal spat before the battle,

there. Jack didn’t even bother burning it or burying it. It looks like Jack isn’t that

should wake up. Jack isn’t a crazy alchemist; he’s an expert who didn’t mind disguising himself. I’m beginning to wonder if he’s even stronger than

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