I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

Chapter 88 - No.88 Showdown (8)

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

I enter the estate still recovering from exhaustion, but the recovery is much faster than before I had the dragon heart. As I opened the door and made my way towards the hall.

I was immediately greeted by the faint scent of lavender, a fragrance that brought a sense of calm and familiarity to my weary mind. The Ashwood estate was quiet, almost too quiet, considering the chaos that had unfolded recently. The echoes of my footsteps seemed to linger in the air as if the walls themselves were waiting in anticipation.

My thoughts were still a jumble of everything that had transpired— the sealed floors under the prison of the Rutherford family, files, and those experimented people turned monsters.

My mind kept replaying the horrors I had uncovered, the twisted experiments, and the lives shattered by a lust for power. The Rutherford family had crossed a line, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to uncover, more darkness lurking beneath the surface. But for now, I needed to focus on the present, on the people who were counting on me.

As I entered the hall, I was greeted by the sight of Sionna. She sat by the fireplace, her face lit by the warm glow of the flames. Her expression softened as she saw me, and she rose to her feet, crossing the room in a few swift steps.

"Samael," she said, her voice a mixture of relief and concern. "You're back. Are you alright?"

I nodded, though I could see the worry etched on her face. "I'm fine, just tired. There's a lot we need to discuss, but first, where's Liliana?"

"She's resting," Sionna replied, her eyes