chapter hundred-and-ten

[ IN WHICH SHE FEELS PAIN AND POSSIBLY DEATH ]

NOVEMBER’S P.O.V —

Envy has exited the room.

She has left us with threats and burdens buried deep in our hearts. The residents in the Grand Alkhemi are bothered with questions. They glance at the King, shooting him doubting looks. They are waiting for what his response would be. Would he step down or not? If he does, what does the future hold for the Kingdom of Alkhemi? Or would he eventually find a way to take down the seven deadly sins once and for all? We are all thinking these things, and still, no one opens their mouths to question the King. No one is daring enough to do it.

I would have taken it upon myself to ask Sin, but my concentration is focused on something else.

Something lurking at the entrance of the throne room; something only I can see.

Ten ghouls.

These ghouls are waiting.

Dark, grey matter is smeared on their clothes as their bodies itch with sores all over. They look worse than the previously dead people I have