PAID

The crow began to caw as he took off from Dalton’s shoulder.

“You Foplyan mediums sure are evil. How dare you even think of using Chaos as your scapegoat? There’s no point in keeping you two alive.”

The crow’s eyes darkened as he cawed once more. he had been an auspicious beast since ancient times. His feathers were known for their darkness.

He also had a skill that he had been equipped with since birth–predicting people’s time of death accurately.

But he didn’t need to predict anything this time as he had decided to take matters into his own hands. The men in black couldn’t even figure out who Dalton was when they suddenly could not breathe. @@novelbin@@

To think they had even planned to tell the medium about everything they witnessed that day. It was absurd for them to think they could leave the plaza alive.