Chapter 119: The Death [1]

Amon stood underneath a lightpole at night.

The town was eerie silent and dark, with the street only partly illuminated by the soft light of the pole.

Amon sighed, a white puff coming out of his mouth.

It was bone chilling cold.

He was waiting for Alya as she had yet to arrive.

Amon's mind wandered off to what happened few hours ago.

He took several deep breaths as he remembered the scene to remain calm.

Just one second was enough to make him shiver uncontrollably.

After the girl's body fell to the ground, everyone were unable to hold in their screams.

They dispersed in fear and chaos broke out at the Southern Unit.

The only ones who remained at their spots were Alya, Elizabeth, Amon and a few other nobles.

But even Amon was unable to control his shivering.

That meeting of their eyes.

It sent fear sparking through his body.