Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3448 Casimir's Unease

The Medusa Emissary's assumption was spot-on: Casimir couldn't sleep.

After returning to the dock with his men, Casimir lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to quiet his mind, replaying the events of the night.

In Casimir's original plan, eliminating Deadeye should have secured his dominance over the island. Yet not only had he failed to deal with Deadeye himself, but the once-insignificant northern dock had also risen in strength.

Frustrated, Casimir sat up. "Someone, bring in the scout from earlier tonight!" he called, grabbing a cloak and draping it over his shoulders.

If anyone had looked closely, they'd see his slender frame was deceptive; beneath his clothes lay well-defined muscles. This sight would shock most on the island, where rumors painted Casimir as a frail but shrewd leader of the Emberhold Syndicate, a reputation that had lured many into underestimating him. Over the years, he'd survived close to a hundred assassination attempts. Only those who tried-and failed-would know his true strength.

"Chief," a scout entered, kneeling before Casimir. He had been among those observing the events in the shadows and had witnessed everything.

me exactly what happened," Casimir demanded, his gaze

had anticipated it-they ambushed the Devil Guild in a small grove near the dock. The Devil

slightly. "So, they didn't confront

"That's correct, sir."

seemed to lighten the weight on Casimir's shoulders. The pressure Matthew had placed on him started

want to know where he's from and every detail about him," Casimir ordered, casting

lay back down, feeling a little more relaxed. Yet, the enigma of Matthew still lingered in his mind,

pressure hadn't completely liftnet

Matthew's power was something

Casimir struggled to gauge.

my answers," Casimir muttered to himself with a sigh. He needed to understand this potential enemy. A hidden adversary was always more dangerous than

to take