"Hawk Reed, are you willing to be my Slave?"

Countless questions appeared in Hawk's mind, but the first and the most prominent one was,

Who the hell is this person?

However, before he could ponder much about the things, Alger's angry voice sounded.

"What the hell are you thinking about? Answer the damn question! Do you even know who the master is!? You are making him wait!"

'Master?'

A new thought appeared inside Hawk's mind. He already knew that there was someone powerful who supported Marquees Alger from the shadows. Is this person sent by them? That is the only reason Alger will respect him so much.

He then glanced at the masked man who looked more like an assassin but did not think too much about it.

"Hawk Reed, are you willing to be my Slave?"

Not willing to wait any longer, Nux questioned again. This time, his tone was stricter.

'Is he asking me to work for him? Hmm, that's a weird way to put it… Well, whatever.'

"Yes"

As soon as Hawk replied, he felt a peculiar energy entering his body. He then frowned and thought about what this energy was before he glanced at Nux. He did not what it was, but from the timing, he was sure that it has something to do with Nux.

"You don't have to think too much about it, just be loyal to me and everything will be fine"

However, rather than explaining, Nux turned around and left.

Nux did the same thing with some other high ranking members of the Bannermane Army, and while he was at it, he questioned.

any enemy amongst the nobles? A Marquees or a higher rank would be better. A person who will give his all

Marquees Longe. He will do anything he can to kill me, even if it costs him

However, he soon shrugged his shoulders in nonchalance, it wasn't important right now. He will think about it

so adamant about

head guard and tried to kill his son in the bloodhill wilderness, but the boy was

"Ahh… so that's him"

was the father

boy actually

"Master?"

"Nothing, let's just continue"

solemn. It was now the time for the

a certain direction as he then glanced at Alger, who nodded his head as

direction of the

It looked very spooky.

with his [Sense],

that there are no guards here. It

their movement

a simple wooden door

*Bam*

around Alger's neck before he kicked the door open

was slammed open, more than 20 assassins wearing skin-tight black clothes

pointlessly and surrender. Your Marquees dared to try and harm our young master in the wilderness, he will

am a good man, surrender and I will let you live. However, I am warning you beforehand, don't try doing anything funny because you are already surrounded by our

*Stomp* *Stomp* *Stomp*

"Hyaaaa!!"

said that, countless stomps and soldiers' excited roars were heard, signalling that they

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