Mysterious Voice

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'Gods! Did we break him that much for him to have that kind of expression?!'

The First Young Master didn't know what to do as he looked up to observe his youngest little brother's state. Right now, his expression is devoid of any life as if he wanted to surrender himself to the cruelty of this world.

His cyan-colored eyes he inherited from their father, who once had a sharp-looking feature whenever he got that bad temper of his or whenever he lashed out at everyone around him, are nowhere to be seen within those eyes.

"E-ezekiel? A-are you with me?" He mumbled as he spoke, and the First Young Master tried his best not to agitate his youngest little brother by speaking gently with him.

Before Altron visited his little brother, he consulted some servants around and the ones who were now serving the Third Young Master and inquired with them if their father, the Marquis, had visited.