Confrontation.
The 'Gentleman' and the 'Wolf' are facing each other.
The 'wolf' at this time no longer looked like a 'wolf', but had turned into a shirtless sturdy man. However, the beast's aura did not dissipate, on the contrary, it became stronger.
When he raises his eyes and bares his teeth, he looks like a wild beast.
"No!"
"It's not me!"
"I didn't kill the 'bartender'!"
The wolf growled, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out from his throat.
The 'gentleman' had an unpleasant look on his face.
In his mind, this was a very good opportunity.
Seize the opportunity of 'wolf'.
Although they are now allied.
But, it's just an alliance.
He needs a stronger...dog!
Caught the 'wolf's' handle.
To the 'gentleman' it was a plan that fully met his needs.
More important than Eisenkoll.
Even, there is a 'wolf'.
To a certain extent, Eisenkol is no longer worth cooperating with, so we can kill him and get the thing.
So, he concealed it.
He needs a deal.
He sent the 'snake' away, but he didn't expect that the 'wolf' would be so tactless.
"'Wolf', we are friends."
'Gentleman' emphasized.
"Friends won't slander me."
"I didn't kill the 'bartender'."
The 'wolf' bared his teeth and emphasized once again.
"But there were traces of you at the scene, as well as the body of the 'bartender', and those wolf claw marks - I don't think anyone else could have left them except you."
The 'gentleman' smiled.
"Fake!"
"Someone framed me!"
'Wolf' retorted.
The 'gentleman' smiled even more brightly.
"That's right."
"Someone is framing you."
"But who would believe it?"
"I will believe you. Snake may believe you, but what about others?"
“What will they think?”
The 'gentleman' knew how to deal with the 'wolf', but his previous impatience made him lose his composure. Now he slowly regained his impatience.
And deep down, the 'gentleman' hated the 'pharmacist' and the 'farmer' even more.
If it weren't for these two bastards, how could he be so impatient?
All the agents he carefully trained were killed or injured.
The original site was in an even worse state.
It can be said that without thirty years, it would be impossible to return to its original heyday.
It's all the fault of these two bastards!
but……
If we can kill these two bastards and take over their territory, everything will be worth it.
certainly!
There are also 'wolves'!
The 'gentleman' looked at the 'wolf' in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and once again showed a decent smile.
"Right now, the most important thing is not to find the real murderer."
“It’s about how to survive.”
"after all--"
"Neither the 'Lord' nor the 'Angler' likes people who break the rules, and the 'Madam'?"
When the word 'lady' was mentioned, a look of fear flashed in the 'gentleman's' eyes.
He covered his expression with a sigh and continued.
"Do you think she would let you go if she had the chance?"…
"Likewise, will you let me go?"
There is not peace among 'them'.
The 'lady' is full of disgust towards the 'gentleman' and the 'wolf'.
Even though there is no direct conflict, there is a hidden hostility.
It seems like they are born to be incompatible.
The Wolf hesitated.
Because, 'Gentleman' is right.
He could sense the 'lady's' dislike for him.
Under the current circumstances, the 'Lady' will not give up, and the 'Lord' will also lean towards the 'Lady' - in fact, he was able to join in because of the 'Angler'.
As we all know, the 'Lord' and the 'Lady' only maintain superficial respect for the 'Angler'.
'Wolf' is reckless and is used to speaking with his claws and teeth.
But he knew the danger better.
He understood that at this moment, deep cooperation with the 'gentleman' was the only way out.
Even the 'gentlemen' have bad intentions.
"good."
'Wolf' nodded.
And at this time, 'Snake' came back.
"Something is wrong. The people of Sark seem to be crazy, fighting each other completely out of control. They should be under the influence of the 'lady'."
'Snake' said in a deep voice.
"'Madam' is here?"
The 'gentleman' frowned.
He did not wish to confront the 'lady' head on.
Because that means he will have to fight the 'Lord' head on.
To the hon.
The 'Gentleman' was genuinely afraid.
Among 'them', the one that the 'gentleman' least wants to face is the 'lord'.
Initially, he had set his sights on the 'Lord' because of his own interests.
But he was immediately taught a lesson.
It was complete physical oppression.
He had no power to fight back at all.
It's a complete crushing.
Thinking of the unforgettable pain, the 'gentleman' chose to leave immediately.
The 'wolf' and the 'snake' did not object.
They were also beaten by the 'Lord'.
Especially 'Wolf'!
At that time, the 'Lord', as one of his deputy examiners, almost beat him to death in a real sense.
Moreover, 'Wolf' believed that if his recommender had not been 'Angler', the lord would have really killed him.
The 'Gentleman' walks in front, followed by the 'Wolf' and the 'Snake'.
The 'gentleman' felt satisfied with this queue.
He considered it a symbol of his status.
Then he felt a pain in his waist.
Subconsciously, he swung the cane in his hand backwards.
Bang!
The 'wolf' was knocked away.
The 'snake' who actually made the move was standing slitheringly in the distance, with a sinister smile on his face and his narrow eyes completely narrowed.
"you?!"
The 'gentleman' pointed at the snake and his face turned pale.
It's not that the 'gentleman' doesn't want to say more.
But I was speechless.
The path chosen by the 'Snake' is: poison.
All kinds of poison.
Tangible and intangible.
Fatal, non-fatal.
And now, what the 'gentleman' encountered was the most deadly kind.
"Gentleman, you'd better stand still and don't move. Otherwise, within five steps, you will die."
Snake laughed grimly.
Then, a strong malice emerged in those narrow eyes. …
"Of course, even if you stand still, you will gradually lose your life. Don't try to use other methods to deal with such toxins. You are like me, and you don't use the body as a path."
"Once you are exposed to such toxins."
"There is only one way to go."
The Snake said so.
"Why?"
The 'Gentleman' questioned in confusion.
After being hit by the 'gentleman', the 'wolf', who was unharmed, turned over and sat up, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Of course it's because...I exposed your true colors!"
Amidst these words , the 'pharmacist' came out.
The 'lumberjack', 'farmer', and 'hunter' are one step behind.
When he saw the last two figures, the 'gentleman's' face turned even paler.
It's 'Lord' and 'Lady'.
They are the two people that a 'gentleman' is most reluctant to face.
However, the one I hate the most is the pharmacist.
The relationship between the two was pretty good at the beginning, until the death of Mad King Modus. They could be said to have fought side by side, but they fell out because of the [Blood of the Mad King].
That is the best tool to break through the existing 'road'.
The 'gentleman' thought it was worth turning against him.
Coincidentally, the 'pharmacist' thinks so too.
Therefore, a civil war began when the former 'they' did not yet call themselves 'they'.
The battle lasted for ten years.
final?
Neither the two of them nor the remaining people who came in later got the [Blood of the Mad King]!
Instead, the 'God of the Inner Bay' benefited greatly.
What caught the two of them off guard was that the 'God of the Inner Bay' at that time actually received an invitation from the 'Angler' and directly joined 'them' who had become 'them'.
New rules.
New rules.
'They' must all obey.
Ten years of fighting .
It has already exhausted them.
The losses of his men were even more devastating.
Everyone followed the rules of the 'Angler'.
Even the 'Lord' is no exception.
Or rather...
Because the 'Lord' failed in the face of the 'Angler'.
"I never thought you would be so brave. You really gave me a surprise, Adahil."
The 'pharmacist' said the 'gentleman's' real name and walked up to him.
Looking at the 'gentleman' who was unable to move and had a pale face, the 'pharmacist' couldn't hide his smile.
If it weren’t for the bastard in front of me!
He has already perfected his own 'path' in a real sense!
Maybe you can enter the next realm!
But it’s because of the other party!
He failed at the last hurdle!
The smiling pharmacist had murderous intent in his eyes.
He now wished he could kill the other person.
But, no!
The other party must be left to the 'Lord'!
This is the authority of the 'Lord'!
It is also the honor of the 'Lord'!
Thinking of this, the 'pharmacist' turned around.
"I will make good use of your body...ah!"
Before the 'pharmacist' finished his words, a sharp scream was heard.
A rapier pierced the 'Pharmacist's' chest.
This rapier was originally hidden in the cane. …
At this moment, he is holding a 'gentleman's' cane.
The 'gentleman', whose lower back was still bleeding, took a step forward and continued to cut the 'pharmacist's' body with his rapier. The 'gentleman' came close to the 'pharmacist' and said softly, "Don't worry, I will make good use of your body!"
As he spoke, the 'gentleman' straightened his back.
A 'gentleman' completely proves his words with his actions.
Everyone present was shocked.
Then, a slight discomfort began to set in.
'snake'!
Everyone looked at the 'snake' with a sinister smile on his face.
"'snake'!"
The Lord shouted in a deep voice.
"I heard it! I heard it!"
"My Lord!"
"I didn't betray you - from the beginning, I thought it would be better to cooperate with 'Gentleman' and 'Wolf'. They are more to my liking."
"So, when you came to me and told me that, I felt that 'gentleman' was more to my taste."
“But there are more of you.”
"I can only cooperate with you and come back to act with the 'gentleman'."
'Snake' said with a smile.
"I was also frightened by the 'snake's' sudden attack."
"But when I realized there was no poison, I knew what to do."
'The gentleman' also added with a smile.
The two of them stood side by side.
The 'Lord' side gnashed their teeth.
The 'farmer' and 'lady', who had used their bodies as the road, had now fallen to the ground.
The "lumberjack" who uses his body as a road is not that good either. He can stand fine, but it is difficult to move.
The 'Hunter', which is somewhere in between, is on the verge of collapse.
Then, George VI decided to play it safe.
thump!
He also sat on the ground.
On the contrary, it was the 'Lord' who was just breathing rapidly at this time.
"Such a poison..."
"'Snake', you are also quietly perfecting your own path!"
The 'Lord' said.
"certainly!"
"I dare not forget the teachings that the Lord has given me. I am constantly improving my own path - the poison I need is one that can deal with you!"
"It's not perfect yet, but within 30 seconds, you will have reduced your strength by more than half."
"And the only one who can save you is the 'pharmacist'?"
"He's dead!"
'Snake' said, raising his hands.
Green mist gushed out from his cuffs.
The 'lady' who had just been sitting on the ground rolled over nimbly.
The 'farmer' was unable to dodge.
“Ahhhhhh!”
The 'farmer' screamed.
George VI pulled the "woodcutter" aside.
In fact, George VI could have saved the 'farmer'.
Even easier.
But he chose 'lumberjack'.
He had some understanding of 'them'.
He knew that the seemingly honest 'farmer' was actually extremely cunning, and that the rude, foul-mouthed 'woodcutter' was a good person and could be bound by 'favors' - an evaluation of a 'gentleman'.
Simply put, you can become a 'cannon fodder friend'. …
"Thank you!"
The 'lumberjack' thanked him.
George VI shook his head and simply dragged the 'woodcutter''s body further away.
He had some difficulty at first, but soon George VI found himself recovering.
Complete recovery.
Not a single bit of impact.
Not a 'Hunter' ability.
He hadn't before.
Instead, it seems like the residual influence of the 'Blood and Flesh Secret Art'.
The positive kind!
For a moment, George VI was somewhat delighted, but he picked up the 'woodcutter' and ran away.
Because, the 'Lord' took action.
Shrouded in green poisonous smoke, the 'Lord', who should have been wailing, rushed out first and whipped the 'Snake' in the face with the whip in his hand.
"ah!"
The snake, its face beaten, fell to the ground, wailing.
The next moment, his neck was broken by the lord.
With the crisp sound of snapping, the 'gentleman' turned and ran.
But with the waving of the whip.
Bang!
The 'gentleman' was also knocked to the ground.
“Mercy…”
Bang!
Before he could even utter a cry for mercy, he was cut off by a falling foot.
The 'lord' trampled on the 'gentleman's' body with his feet.
The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out again and again.
Crush!
The two men who were so proud just a moment ago were beaten to death.
If that were the case, George VI certainly wouldn't have run away.
The real reason he ran was—
Dark shadows under the night sky.
The huge golden-red body spread its wings and appeared overhead like a giant bomber.
Yes, Fabol VII!