After the death of his wife, the malice took over him completely resulting a massacre. There's no one can stop him. No one at all because he killed everyone that's near.

"Who the hell are you." He was pointing his sword on your neck. The tip of the sword already scratching your throat. It'll leave a nasty scar.

"Why are you in Valentine duchy? Do you have a death wish!?" Tristan gray eyes pierced yours.