The Book of Greed did not lie. Facts proved that being a villain didn’t mean not having resentment after death.0

Wayne pondered for a moment. With a wave of Shadow Nightmare, the red gem at the pommel glowed and dispersed the wraith.0

There was a flash, and then Senna appeared beside Wayne, carefully approaching the Death Knight. She looked down at Flora’s corpse, feeling belatedly fortunate that she had simply cut ties with Silvia rather than doing anything harmful. Otherwise, she would’ve died long ago.0

Also, she was right that her faith didn’t covet beauty. He killed someone as stunning as Flora without even blinking.0

“The Death Knight doesn’t have eyelids. He doesn’t even have eyes that will dry to begin with,” Wayne clarified. “Don’t make your faith seem better than he is. I can say for certain that while he rejects gambling and drugs, his principles are easily swayed by pretty faces, making him weak to seduction.”0

Senna refused to listen and insisted on her own conclusion: her faith didn’t lust after women....0