Regret?
Of course he regretted it.
But regret what?
Karot regretted not killing Ed back then—instead of selling him off as a slave. That was the real mistake.
His eyes burned with seething resentment he could no longer contain. It was the true reason he couldn't bear to look Ed in the eye.
Why had everyone else died… yet Ed and Luna survived? Why had Ed become a Hunter—one far more powerful than him?
Karot struggled to suppress his emotions. He forced a shift in his tone, feigning remorse as he said:
"Ed, I was wrong. I truly realize it now. I'm sorry. Please… give me another chance—at least let me make up for what I've done."
"Save me. I'm still injured. If this keeps up, I'll die! I swear I've learned my lesson!"
Only when the fear of death brought tears to the corners of his eyes did Karot dare lift his gaze to Ed.
His face, aged and withered by the conversion rod's effects, combined with his pathetic state and the glint of tears, might have moved others to pity.
