Chapter 944 He Is Not Here

• Outside the Foster Residence, a line of guests had already formed. One notable figure after another exchanged greetings before, as if by unspoken agreement, making their way toward the Foster Residence.
• Inside the living room, the circle of seats was completely filled. Edward sat at the head, facing the incoming crowd, a faint headache tugging at his temples.
• With a flushed face and an eager grin, Donald Stuwartz spoke up, "Mr. Foster, where is Father Elric?"