“Second young master, I’ve no idea what’s wrong with your dogs today! They simply refuse to eat! As if that wasn’t odd enough, they keep biting onto their chains with panicked expressions on their faces! Could they possibly have encountered something when we brought them into the mountains three days ago?” said a housekeeper to Yuvan as the others were still enjoying their lunch. “Encountered something? Nothing comes to mind. They could be ill, so call a vet in to have a look at them!” sneered Yuvan. The moment his sentence ended, however, a servant came stumbling in next before saying, “S-second young master! Bad news! Two of your dogs have just died! I don’t even know what happened! One moment they suddenly started acting all crazy and the next, both of them were already foaming at their mouths!” Since the servant was well aware of how much the second young master loved raising dogs, he had immediately told Yuvan about the discovery to avoid getting into any unnecessary trouble
“What the hell are you doing?! Help! Help m-” Before Xavia could shout any further, Quillan covered her mouth with a white towel! Though she squirmed hard to escape his grasp, Xavia slowly felt as her vision blurred. Soon enough, she struggled no more. At the same time, Gerald’s ears suddenly twitched in his deep slumber. Still within the dungeon, he slowly opened his eyes. The moment he did so, his eyes briefly sparkled a fluorescent green before returning to normal a few seconds later. It surprised Gerald, to say the least, to know that he was now able to see even the tiniest of details within the dungeon cell, despite the fact that it was almost pitch black in there. His greatly improved hearing capability was a pleasant surprise as well. As long as he wanted to, he could now apparently hear things clearly, even if they were far away! Sitting up, Gerald slowly got to his feet before hopping in place to get his muscles moving. Upon looking at his skin, he realized that
“P-please! Spare me! Don’t kill me!” “…Spare? You’re a Moldell, aren’t you? And all Moldells deserve to die!” growled Gerald as he tightened his grip until the—now familiar sound of—snapping bones could be heard. As Gerald dropped Quillan’s lifeless body to the ground, Xavia weakly sat up on the bed before asking, “G-Gerald… You’re… You’re fine?!” “I am, indeed!” replied Gerald with a nod. “Before anything else, I’ll need to borrow your room for a quick shower!” It was sometime later when all the members of the Moldell family were gathered in their manor’s main hall. “Trash! All of you! Can you not even take good care of a few dogs?!” roared Yuvan who had already lost his temper at this point. Yuvan had spent a lot of time and effort to train each of his dogs, so they were all equally important to him. Due to that, everyone in the family understood where his immense anger was stemming from. However, it’s not like they could do anything about it. “Get lost! All of you!”
“…Huh?” Startled by what they had heard, everyone immediately turned to look out the courtyard. In the darkness, the faint silhouettes of two figures could be seen approaching their home. One of them appeared to be a man while the other—that followed closely behind the man’s silhouette—seemed to belong to a puppy with somewhat glowing green eyes. The moment moonlight shone upon the duo, everyone ended up taking a deep breath when they realized who it was. “G-Gerald Crawford?!” “How the hell did he get out there? Wasn’t he in a coma of sorts?!” said one of the Moldells. “Who cares? Rather, isn’t it perfect that we already know where he is? We don’t have to waste any time locating him now!” added another member of the Moldell family in a cold tone. As everyone continued discussing the situation, the main entrance’s door creaked open. Walking over casually, Gerald then asked with a smile on his face, “Well then, I assume everyone from the Moldell family is here today, no?” T
“Everyone! Attack in unison!” ordered Yash aloud. With many of the Moldells already seeing red now, they all obeyed Yash’s order, rushing forward to besiege Gerald! The truth was that the masters who were currently present weren’t the true top masters within the Moldell family. They had simply mastered more skills and fighting abilities than the regular Moldell. As a result, it was evident that none of them were even close to being proper opponents to Gerald. Gerald himself was now attacking and killing everyone in sight as easily as though he was simply cutting through vegetables. Anyone who stood in his way instantly met a violent death. “H-He’s strong… He’s simply too strong!” shouted Yash as he gulped down hard. Having more people meant nothing if none of them were even capable of dealing damage to Gerald! Taking advantage of the chaos, Yash rushed over to Yuvan—who was still lying on the same spot he had landed in—before anxiously asking, “S-second young master! How ar
Upon saving Xavia after waking from his brief coma, Gerald had immediately ordered Welson and his men to rush over. Gerald also told him to utilize the Soul Palace’s skynet technique which was the fastest way for them to trap all the Moldells within their home once the fire started. Gerald wasn’t taking any chances of any of them leaving alive. “While a few people have managed to slip through us, we can roughly estimate all of their current locations, young master,” reported Welson. “Excellent. Be sure to hunt down every last one of them. I want them to experience what true despair feels like…” replied Gerald, his body drenched in fresh blood as he turned to look at the burning manor. Watching the flames, Gerald couldn’t help but curl his lips into a malicious smirk. It was at that moment when Welson’s heart skipped a beat. ‘…Since the young master consumed the holy blood, he should, by right, be able to control his temperament with ease… So why do I still feel that something i
Xavia continued remaining silent as she lowered her head, not even daring to say a word. “While I admit that the Moldells have definitely crossed the line for some time now, was there truly a need to go so far in your retaliation, Mr. Crawford? Did you truly have to torture and humiliate us like this? You’ve done enough to us so please just let us off already…” negotiated Yash as he stood up. Gerald, however, gave no response, choosing instead to simply fiddle around with a teapot. “That’s it! I’m killing you if it’s the last thing I do!” shouted one of the Moldell’s men as he rushed toward Gerald, unwilling to go through any more mental suffering. However, the man was promptly taken care of by one of Gerald’s own subordinates upon receiving Welson’s order. “You know, from what I’ve been told, Kort has just arrived in the Logan Province… I’m sure it won’t be long before he rushes over…” said Gerald with a smile. Upon hearing that, both Yuvan and Yash couldn’t help but feel
“I-It’s true! Gerald’s become truly horrifying!” cried out the youth, evidently scared to death. “…That… That b*stard! It’s only been a d*mn year! How could he have accumulated that much power in such a short amount of time?! Regardless, the Crawford family will definitely pay a heavy price for this! Where’s Yuvan?!” roared Kort as he trembled in his immense anger. “S-second master!” shouted a subordinate as he staggered over. “I… I found them… I found the second young master’s and butler Moldell’s corpses!” announced the subordinate in between pants. “What?!” yelled the pained Kort in such a loud voice that his shout could probably be heard reverberating across the entire Logan Province. Meanwhile, Dylan was in the main living room within the Crawford manor in Northbay. Feeling the urge to frown all of a sudden, he muttered, “…Could something have happened…? I’ve been feeling flustered a lot for some time now… I just feel as though something is about to happen!” “What on