Seconds before Hendrik was able to land his skull-crushing punch on Gerald—who was already prepared to die at this point—a shout made him stop his attack half-way.

Of course, the person who had shouted was none other than Chester.

“Grandma, Second Lord! Please don’t kill master! This has nothing to do with him!” said Chester as he fell to his knees.

“You’re calling him master? How absolutely ridiculous! You’re the master of the Holy Witchcraft! Why on earth would you call this wealthy sp