Assassin's Assessment (3)

Treatment for a captive prisoner.

Cassius Blackwell wished that he actually had a dungeon in the basement of his manor, but a man like him always was uninterested in the difficulties of sustaining such a room.

Instead, the truth of the matter was that he killed people in the past.

As he excused himself from the three women and ascended the stairs to Beatrix's location, he couldn't help but wonder and compare himself.

The past him was brutal.

An actual Blood Tyrant that disposed of his enemies, but treated his friends well.

His Blood Servant Walter was nothing more but someone who had been made into a puppet at the end of his life.

But there were so much more worse–

"Oh, Walter." Cassius Blackwell clicked his tongue and opened the communication connection for him. "I do hope that you've arrived in your location. Find a girl by the name of Iris Borough and report to me once you've determined her alliances."