After he left the castle, Edwin went to Nick’s villa. The first thing he did upon arriving there was to hit the bar. He grabbed a full bottle of whiskey and slumped on the sofa. By the time Nick had returned, Edwin was already very drunk. The torn jeans and the hoodie jacket he wore made him look like a street thug. In his eyes, however, there was the sort of brightness you could never encounter in one of them.
“Why are you so down? Did the old man die?”
Edwin took a large sip from the bottle and smiled bitterly. “Why do you want him to die? How will you benefit from his death? Will you get the throne of the Kingdom of the Sea? Will you be able to return to the Kingdom of the Sea? Will you become the patron saint of the Kingdom of the Sea? The answer is no. His death has nothing to do wi
