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Benjamin Frick.

He wasn't supposed to die here, but it's not as if he would've been any help alive, either.

There weren't many of them, but every event they triggered was a pain.

The most annoying one of all...

"Huh?"

"Eyes down."

"Yes, sir."

Turning my gaze away from Lydia, who was once again showing me the round crown of her head, I fell into thought.

Yeah, thank goodness I avoided that, at least.

The route where Benjamin's constant bullying turned her into a traitor was heartbreaking enough to watch, and even more painful to play through...