12 O'Clock Marionette

Chapter 57

So this was the purpose of all their desperate efforts to create Beatitudo.

If someone could wield Morion, they could surely handle Beatitudo as well.

The Black Serpent’s goal was to conquer death.

Whether through immortality or resurrection, they needed an immense amount of energy to grant their followers everything they desired.

Well.

"They won’t get the results they’re hoping for."

The outcome wouldn’t be eternal life, but ruin.

And I was the only one who knew it.

I shoved the record back into the bookshelf and called out again.

"You look free enough, so come open this drawer, Cruello."

"It’s locked?"

"Yeah, the last one over there."

Perhaps he really had nothing better to do, because Cruello walked over to the desk right away.

His long, pale fingers traced slowly over the surface of the drawer.

They were slender, well-defined, with neatly trimmed nails.

I stared for a moment before quickly averting my eyes.

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