Chapter 1222

With Azrael around, Perseus wasn't afraid in the least to be guarding the funeral. In the end, he actually leaned on the chair and fell asleep. "You've been working hard, Perseus." The next day, Hestia woke Perseus up. "I'm sorry. I-I fell asleep last night." Perseus snapped wide awake and looked deeply embarrassed. He promised he'd safeguard the funeral, but he fell asleep in the end. Why didn't he ask some friends over and play poker while he was at it? Perseus was particularly frustrated with himself when he saw that Hestia looked like a mess and was skinny, while he got a beauty sleep for the whole night. There were 12 coffins on the side, but Perseus never felt sad or distressed, nor did he feel any anguish from losing anyone. However, the sight of Hestia felt like something pricked at his heart, and the pain was unbearable. "It's okay." Hestia shook her head gently. She tried to squeeze a smile for Perseus' sake, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. "Take your