"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.

a higher rank would be

an enemy out of Marquees Longe. He will do anything he can to kill me, even if it

before he just did not remember where. However, he soon shrugged his shoulders in nonchalance, it wasn't important right now. He will

so adamant about killing

his son in the bloodhill wilderness, but the boy was saved by someone and the

"Ahh… so that's him"

He was the

actually

"Master?"

"Nothing, let's just continue"

now the time

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

in a certain direction of the mansion,

It looked very spooky.

it got, however, with his

no guards here. It were the assassins who told him not to

their

Alger appeared in front of a simple wooden door and

*Bam*

around Alger's neck before he kicked the

soon as the door was slammed open, more than 20 assassins wearing

Your Marquees dared to try

surrender and I will let you live. However, I

*Stomp* *Stomp* *Stomp*

"Hyaaaa!!"

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

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