Alex eyed Xerxes with deep thought.

‘Bro, you sure have the zeal, don’t you! You killed the guy after asking one question? Couldn’t you have made the most out of him?’

Alex did think about it, but he still followed Xerxes’ wishes, changing the formation to allow the two other people out. Moreover, Alex had stuck a sword through their stomachs before the two could even understand what was happening.

The attack wouldn’t kill them as they were quite powerful, but it would definitely hurt. Alex also did it so swiftly as if slaughtering livestock.

The two men clutched their injured stomachs. They looked at Alex and Xerxes, rage filling their eyes.

“You treacherous, despicable people!”

“What else are you natives capable of other than trickery and deception?”

Xerxes ignored their cries and curses. “I only have one question—if I’m not satisfied with your answers, you’ll end up like him.”

He pointed to the dead man.

“Ah, Anatole?!”

“You…you f*cking killed him?!”

As he finished spea