"Sir, Mrs. Denmark is safe at home."
One couldn't tell that Howard's look changed much.
Without Sophia and Isabel, Howard didn't have anyone to think about while engaging in the fight.
"Howard, do you want to stay and see this? How surprised am I that we share the same hobby?"
Harlan had a glass of red wine. It was crimson and unpleasant as the blood on the ground.
"I'm not like you."
Howard wasn't into bloody stuff. However, he would resort to means ten times crueler if it involved his limit. He wasn't interested in the gross flesh-cutting scene in case his eyes were spoiled.
"Oh? What's the difference?"
"I'm not interested in this."
"Howard, you don't strike me as a merciful person."
"But, Howard, if you want to keep him alive, you have to play by
