The moment the sack was opened, the others saw an unconscious young man who had been beaten up terribly.

“S-Shane!” shouted Master Long nervously when he saw how badly beaten up the boy was.

“Now, now, let’s not be impatient! There’s still more!” said Philip as he, too, stepped forward.

With a swift gesture, one of Philip’s men tossed a bag over to Master Long. As it landed at his feet, its contents spilled out.

“…What’s this?”

“I… I recognize whose clothes these are! They’re the kind of clothes that Mr. Yunus usually wears!” shouted someone from within the crowd.

“I’m sure you’ve been looking everywhere for him, right? The truth is, Yunus drove off a cliff and these tattered clothes were the only remains we could find,” explained Philip.

“W-what…?” Master Long was assaulted by both immense anger and grief as he heard those words.

“G-Gerald… How arrogant of you and your sister! Bullying us this way… Do you honestly think that there’s nobody capable of standing against y