Jonathan, step by step, ascended the platform, then, carrying two wreaths, calmly entered the church. The surrounding guests immediately recoiled as if they had seen a ghost. No one wanted to die here under mysterious circumstances, especially after making it to the funeral. Those who had a profound understanding of Jonathan were instantly frightened, like rabbits being stalked by a wolf. They trembled, as if they were about to be tortured to death in the next moment. The frightening part wasn't death itself but the endless pain of waiting for it. People who didn't know him also gathered their eyes at the same time.
"Who is this guy? How dare he openly harm the priest today?"
"Probably took some poison, got tired of living!"
"Keep quiet! Don't get on his bad side!"
"What's there to fea
