CHAPTER 107

LINECKER IN THE SINGLE SECOND of Andromacus' distraction appeared in front of him and stabbed him in the belly with a knife while grinning and shaking the same way he did with the vast majority of his victims.

— Damn you — Andromacus roared as he spat blood.

— You've spoiled everything — said the old master.

— I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance.

Andromacus tried to fight back, but Linecker plunged the dagger deeper, making him feel excruciating pain.

— Farewell Himmler, traitors always die in the end.

— Clear.

In a last desperate act, he slapped Linecker on the shoulder and dropped dead.

Linecker felt a prick tingle in his shoulder.

Damn poison... it's not possible...

Linecker's world has become all darkness as well.