The Duke's Passion

Chapter 838 The strings of life and death



838 The strings of life and death

It was always a mystery to Claude how Alphonse could travel from one place to another. After all, what was known to him was that Alphonse could just appear as a shadow as long as there was a shade. Not that Claude really cared back then; he was just a child when Alphonse died at the hands of Samael. Therefore, they all moved on because of the countless obstacles and problems they needed to solve.Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

Claude had almost forgotten about Alphonse's existence. This uncle of his didn't even cross his mind, having more things to think about because of the reversal of time. But now that Alphonse had appeared and his body was standing still beside him, Claude finally got the answer he didn't think he would even need.

"What a convenient ability" murmured Claude, staring at the person standing beside him. "I'd take this over mine, to be honest. I wonder what's the catch?"

His brow arched, eyes at Alphonse's figure. Claude narrowed his eyes, pressing his lips into a thin line. He could still hear everyone's echoing huffs as they approached the land and the big splashes caused by the battle between the Kraken and Stefan.

"I wonder..." Claude swiftly swung his arm, pointing his sharp nails at Alphonse's throat. ... so that's the catch, huh?"

He retrieved his hand ever so slowly, allowing his long nails to return to their original length. He rocked his head in understanding, telling himself this shouldn't be an opportunity he should take advantage of.

"We have a common enemy," he whispered to himself, shaking his head to shrug off the wicked idea that suddenly crossed his mind. "I will deal with him later. For now, I need to be mature."

A glint flickered across his eyes while the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. He couldn't kill or harm Alphonse as the latter might be doing something beneficial to their side. However, that doesn't mean he couldn't do anything to quench his annoyance for being forced into the passivity of the situation.

Alphonse lifted his eyes, only to catch Stefan flying upward with his sword thrust forward. Stefan also had done a great job in holding his ground.

"I checked the Kraken's foundation and what I found is that the one we are seeing is simply a small part of it," said Alphonse sternly, eyer burning as if what he said wasn't enough to give justice to what he found. "And to make it worse, I think the Kraken was already dead.

"What?"

"Necromancy," Alphonse whispered to himself. "I would say it was something like that, considering the undead running wild in the land."

"You've been here since the beginning?"

"I've been here even before you, Samael, and everyone with you arrived." Alphonse faced Claude with a stern expression, not knowing what sort of silly art he had on his face. "But that isn't the point. The point here is that Quentin's ability was to control the dead and the alive. Ile simply preferred controlling the dead to confuse his enemy and make them assume it was necromancy"

"How are you sure of this?"

"I've seen it. Underwater. Attached to the Kraken's head." Alphonse peeled his eyes away from his nephew to look ahead, seeing that the knights were almost there. "The strings of life... and death."

His expression darkened as he had another conclusion in his head. "I wish I was wrong, but I think Quentin got a hold of a demon."

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