Sivis had a solemn expression as he looked around.
Except for the warehouse where he stored supplies, the buildings of the Daister family were in a state of disrepair, stained with bloodstains everywhere.
The family that had stood in Minnet City for over a hundred years had thus been destroyed.
Even though the members of the family had targeted him everywhere, according to the way things were in those time - travel novels from his previous life, they all deserved to die.
A trace of discomfort still welled up in Sivis's heart. He knew that if he hadn't accidentally acquired something he shouldn't have touched, those innocent servants in the family wouldn't have been mostly killed or injured...
Looking at the already dissolved bodies of Conning and Flora, his expression was complicated.