“Young Master Laidler is way too handsome…! I’d die happy as long as I get to be his girlfriend for a day…!” wailed one of the girls in the crowd. Stetson himself simply casually said, “I believe that there’s been some misunderstandings regarding the incident where I left earlier, Xyrielle… It simply hadn’t occurred to me that you’d bump into such danger. My initial plan had been to lead the demonic bull away from the scene in order to save everyone!” “…I knew that!” replied Xyrielle. ‘Yeah… Why did I ever perceive him that way? I hadn’t even been pushed off that high platform yet at the time Stetson left… There was no way he could’ve known about the danger I’d soon face…’ Xyrielle thought to herself, feeling much more at ease after hearing Stetson’s explanation. With that, the night birthday party resumed and Gerald—and the others—simply got ignored as usual… It was a little while later when a middle-aged man slowly began walking into the place… Looking at Xyrielle and Young
As Gerald got to his feet to have a look at Yaakov, everyone found themselves looking at Stetson—who had surprisingly stood up as well—as he said, “Ah, Mr. Waddys! I send my father’s regards on his behalf!” Yaakov himself simply walked up to Stetson with a joyous face, not even bothering about the other people as he patted Stetson firmly on the shoulder while saying, “You’ve grown a lot more outstanding over the years, Stetson! I hope you’ll demonstrate your extraordinary talent again during this year’s underground festival!” After exchanging pleasantries with Stetson for a while, the other men in the crowd began introducing themselves as well. However, it was quite obvious that Yaakov wasn’t as enthusiastic toward them since none of them were as important as Stetson in his eyes. As for Xyrielle, after realizing that Gerald wasn’t planning to introduce himself, she found herself feeling pitiful for him. After all, the other men were definitely far more exceptional compared to Ger
Though nobody really knew why Master Waddys wanted to meet up with Gerald alone, it was at least evident that he greatly disliked him. Still, knowing that made several of the people there relieved. After all, things had gone just as they had anticipated. While Yaakov—being a typical family master—was usually solemn and serious whenever he dealt with things, he did have one well-known shortcoming, and it was related to how he treated his children. He would only ever request for marriages—on his children’s behalf—from families of equal social ranks. With that said, to him—at least for the moment—only an outstanding person like Stetson was worthy of his daughter. It was also the reason why he couldn’t help himself from attempting to eliminate any unsuitable suitors who were trying to go after his daughter. Regardless, after being led to a lake—that was located in the backyard—Yaakov instantly said, “So, what are your conditions?” “Conditions?” asked Gerald as he looked at Yaak
Despite things not going as smooth as he had liked, Gerald wasn’t feeling too worried yet. Worst case scenario, Gerald would have to fight his way into the festival. Even with that in mind, however, Gerald still had a little confidence that things would work out in the end. As he thought about his next move, Gerald—who had been sitting at the rear seat with his eyes closed—suddenly opened his eyes before ordering, “…Perla, stop the car!” “…Huh? What’s wrong, master?” asked Perla, stunned. Momentarily paying full attention to his surroundings, Gerald then replied, “…We’re being targeted by someone… And it seems that the person isn’t too far away from us!” “What? Could Yaakov have sent people over to kill us? What a b*stard!” growled Perla. “I doubt that. After all, the one tailing us has an extremely strong aura. I had made sure to observe any exceptional people I came across at the Waddys manor earlier, and as far as I could tell, I’m pretty sure that nobody there was except
“If I may, who exactly are you, sir?” asked Gerald as he looked up and narrowed his eyes at the evilly grinning man. From what he could sense, this person’s training aura was considerably more powerful than Julian’s. With that said, Gerald really couldn’t help but have a higher opinion of the old man. Truth be told, ever since Gerald exited the Waddys family manor, he had felt the presence of a person who had trained to attain spiritual enlightenment. However, since there were too many people there—due to the underground festival—and the person didn’t seem to be interested in revealing themself at the time, Gerald simply ignored them. However, when the old man released his essential qi earlier, it instantly became obvious to Gerald that the old man wanted him to follow him. With that in mind, Gerald—who wanted to see what that person wanted from him—simply followed him here, eventually leading to the current situation. Whatever the case was, the old man simply ignored Gerald’s
The soul-shaking laughter boomed across the area for quite a while, and when Carlos was finally done, he placed both his hands against his waist in satisfaction, fully ready to devour his meal… However, when he turned to look at Gerald again, he found himself instantly stunned. He had assumed that Gerald wouldn’t have been able to block the magnificent power of his Roaring Laughter since the sound of it overpowered any other noise in the vicinity. Since that was the case, Gerald should have gone mad by this point. Even so, not only was Gerald completely fine, but he even had both his hands in his pockets as he stared back at Carlos, completely unfazed! “…H-how could this be…?!” muttered the old man to himself in utter disbelief. Looking helplessly at the old man, Gerald took the chance to ask, “Look, Master Xenes, please refrain from laughing first… I just want to ask-” However, Carlos—once again—cut Gerald off by immediately roaring in laughter again, this time even strong
‘I’ve been living my life unhindered all this while…! With that said, there’s no way I’d lose against this immature and inexperienced young man! It’s simply impossible!’ Carlos thought to himself, an extremely hideous expression on his face as he stretched his palm out! As five long and black fingernails extended from his palm, Carlos roared, “To hell with you!” “You bore me,” replied Gerald as he looked at the incoming attack before shaking his head, a wry smile on his face. Before Carlos could even inflict any damage, he stared wide-eyed as Gerald gently flicked a finger in his direction… sending a beam of light flying toward him! Unable to evade in time, the golden light rammed right into his darkness, completely countering Carlos’s attack as an explosive sound was heard! The next thing the old man knew, he was flying backward like a crumpled kite. A huge chunk of his clothes—around his chest area—had been shredded to pieces and blood was already gushing out his mouth like
The sound had come from the exhausted youth who had just toppled to the ground—not too far away from Gerald—after making quite some distance in that short period of time. Despite having fallen, the youth still tried his best to protect the woman in his arms. Witnessing the scene, Gerald found his eyelids twitching slightly as the youth—who had just noticed Gerald—shouted, “S-sir…! Please, save us…! I’m begging you…! Help us make a call or something…!” As he fumbled a few steps forward, the youth’s shouting grew increasingly nervous when he realized how feebly the woman was now breathing. “Meghan? Meghan! Please, don’t sleep yet!” cried out the youth as the moonlight finally illuminated the duo just enough for Gerald to have a good look at the woman’s face… And when he did, his heart instantly began palpitating. The woman… She looked extremely similar to Mila at first glance! As he thought about how much the woman resembled her, a distinct and cold voice could suddenly be hear