Looking at the dead body being taken away by the members of the organization, Alex shook his head.
The members of the organization were in fact happy that Alex dealt with Antonio, as they were all under the misunderstanding that Antonio had betrayed the organization.
They all believed that Antonio was really a black magician who caused the death of many innocent people, and he deserved to die a horrible death.
None of them asked any questions and quietly cleaned the brain matter splattered all over the rooftop while Alex sat there and quietly sipped tea, watching the count getting humiliated in the main street below.
Alex had no grudge or anything with Antonio; it was just that Antonio was a convenient tool that happened to appear in front of Alex just when he was needed and was discarded when his value diminished.
'A Saint? Bah! I was never a saint to begin with! Aren't you just stating the obvious!'
Thinking about Antonio's last words, Alex just shook his head in pity.
