William was on the floor, supporting himself on his hands as he retreated on the cement floor.

It took everything within Rowan to hold back his urge to kill him.

“W-What do you want?” William’s voice was shaky. “Rowan Irwin… lynching is illegal!”

“Lynching?” Rowan snickered. “You’re not worth my effort! Hah, even if I do that, I’m breaking Centrolis’ law, but I’m from Southeast Aciatic!”

“You…”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Jenner!” Rowan gritted each word through his teeth. “This is not some lynching. On the contrary, I’ve heard that you’ve not been feeling well after going bankrupt and often feel dizzy and have high blood pressure… I’m here specifically to treat you!”

As soon as he said that, thin and long silver needles glinted in his hand. Rowan’s eyes were surging with resentment. There was never a moment like now where he hoped to use everything he had learned to kill someone.

His hands had cured the injured and saved the dead. They had given countless people hope. At this moment, though, he was turning into a devil from an angel.

would rather become a devil if that meant

William was

up by his collar and stabbed

point was not lethal, but it was agonizing. The pain seeped slowly, like poison, corroding whatever

his cries resonated in the

another. They vented his rage and made up years

on.

dazed, and he eventually lost his mind. “Even if you torture me and kill me, Xyla Irwin

Rowan’s hands jolted.

a long time ago!” William was no longer sane. “I’ve had my share of fun with

care.” Rowan choked him on

care about this? You say that, but you mind it! Even if you end up together with her, this will forever

I don’t care. Can you not understand!?” Rowan threw

thrown to the wall and fell with a

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