Fanning the Flame

Another week passed, and Dunn found himself once again standing before Johann.

This time, he didn't come empty-handed nor act like a petty robber. He brought goods ordered by his client—a stack of evidence that would shake Johann to his core.

The room was eerily quiet. Dunn did not dare to speak. He patiently waited and gave Johann some space.

After all, the old noble was trembling like crazy. His hands clutched the papers so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The evidence brought by Dunn was too earth-shaking.

If he incited Johann more than he should, the old noble might die.

"This vicious man!" Johann gnashed his teeth. His eyes burned with anger. His pale skin turned red as rage slowly consumed him.

Everybody has been deceived! That's what Johann taught. The persona that Percival showed to the public was only the tip of the iceberg.