His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

About an hour and a half later, at — Jonathan's eva mansion nthe western subs of Sulla Town, "Where are the people Whereis Vinicen? What are you dolog?” Atte entrance o th second-floor Basement of he mansion, forathan, hori, and Horace looked nto the empty basement with pale fce, theives lke a voano erupting a they hissed angrily, "asked you to keep amex on Vincent Where he na? How id you doyourion? dots Al fucking ioe he four bodyguards of the Walbeer family dropped to thei nes her faces filled wich indescribable sane.

Impossible They had done thes duty and watched Vincent's evry move, but

' Vinicent managed to take advantage of he sation! "ete sony, Mite and Young Viste One of the head bodyguards bowed ic.

esd deeply, iting is hand oa ice othaica the bckof is esd, revealing risen the back of his hed, His voice ll slf-reproach, "All four of us vere vided noo shits, guarding Vien ventyfour hours a day. aint expe “Unexpected, fst holt am hour sg, all.

of us suffered a snescttack We were ocked out before we could es the shadow of theothe party.

“By the time we woke up and ost about tomariyth young master the master and young master ust hppened to civ, and then.

hen, horin and Jonathan burst nto rage because thre was night of Vincent inthe basement

po atisterl® Jonathan's ac was bool. Herne hishead to lokcat Thor she shokily std, Vicent ust have been rescue, Hon can we xian tis o Temple aster Kan? Howean we explain the mater ohm? How cle? he nly way ws oll the ath, “We can only blame our Walbee family's bad tte Thorn seemed to have aged dozen years The dian loe when he us ot.

ho could ave rescued Vincent, and hen cal Miser Kane to report whit append aul Have

Kane of everyehing that hs

seemed 0 be

and walked with th crowd to thesurveilance

the CCTV footage, then he slowly ple his phone out of his pocket and dled Alexander's numb, his vice vaguely shaldng, "ister Kane, the Walbeer family has committed a most solemn

escaped.” Escaped? Meanwhile, in the ninth mining area of the Watford

S600 aut of the entrance of the mining ea, His fingers flow

asked, “Was he rescued by someone?” In the survelance room ofthe suburban mansion, Jonathan was

Temple Lord. They coud not hide anything

guilt.

ago, andsofar, nothing has been found. I's lke.

then he stopped, staing atthe surveillance scecen,

darksihouctes shed past the camera lke ghosts ‘walking at ight, thi et nding noiseless. They easly bypassed the survllance's scaneing ays, knocking oucall fou of the Wlbeer family's bodyguards, and then esving with “The whole proces toakess than half minutes if noone had entered the bulding Not even he farms were iggered “Thele kil. How terfing Jonathan gripped the phone tightly, bis voice shaking violently. "Miste