No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

After that, Jack turned and shot Alfred a look. Alfred nodded before he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the three of them in excitement.

Not bothered with doing things like this, he slowly walked to Frederick, followed by Rudy.

Jack had just been about to say something when he was interrupted by an unhappy voice, “Did you need to do that? What was the point of putting on a show in front of us? Was it fun acting?”

The person who spoke was Conor, who was heavily injured on the ground. He was helped up by Trent and was walking over when he accused Jack loudly.

Jack looked at Conor incredulously.

Conor sounded terribly slighted, as though Jack owed him a hefty amount of money. His tone even baffled Trent, who stared at Conor incredulously.

How could he dare to speak to Jack in that tone?

Frederick frowned unhappily.

up when the time was right. “Conor, are you dizzy? What act are you talking about? How could you say something like that? I saw you crumble on the ground with heavy injuries just now. You must’ve hit your head. You should just

dark when he heard

and said nonchalantly, “It seems like you just go wherever suits you. You didn’t have this attitude before this, but you’re now lecturing me. You seem to think you’re being very reasonable,

on a show from the start? If we knew that he was this strong, how could we have sent him to stand guard? We

glared at Jack viciously as if he was the one who wronged him, as

at Jack with anger

the side. After all, Jack’s time was valuable, and he did not want to waste

with

even trying to cause him trouble at that moment, acting so proudly that those who did not know the situation

was so angry he was at a loss for