The situation looked bad—Bazzo knew he was no match for Felix. Once the magical treasure stopped working, he would be dead for sure. He yelled, "Hey! Do you really need to take this so far?"

Most of his minions had already run off, and Felix did not stop them from going. That was why Bazzo thought he might still have a chance too.

Upon seeing Felix remain silent, Bazzo got desperate. "I didn't hurt Madeline! Why do you have to kill me?"

Anger flashed in Felix's eyes. "In today's world, rumors can destroy someone just as badly as physical pain. And you're saying you did nothing wrong?"

Felix slowly raised his right hand. "Looks like you know your magical treasure is about to run out of time. Since your grandpa isn't showing up, I won't waste any more time on you."

Just as he was about to strike, an old man in a gray trench coat appeared in front of Bazzo. With his messy hair and long beard, he looked rebellious and wild.

"Hmph! You've got guts for waiting this long. No wonde