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Chapter 655

"Kevin Voss, 876?"

As soon as he heard those two names, Mo Jinhao's demeanor immediately changed to a gloomy one. This was especially so after hearing 876's name.

Mo Jinhao still couldn't hide the shame that he had suffered at his hand in spite of the many years that had passed since the events that led them to sign a truce with the Union.

"Are you saying that the ones that are responsible for all of this are either one of these two?"

Mo Jinhao's voice turned ferocious as he gazed at Hemlock's back.

The burning anger that he had been hiding deeply came rushing out all at once. Hemlock turned around before he could say anything else.

"Calm down. It's still a hypothesis, and even so, I believe that the one that is most likely the culprit is Kevin, not 876."

"Uh?"

Mo Jinhao tilted his head when he heard Hemlock's words.

"Why do you think so?"

"By now, we both know 876's real identity. Ren Dover, right?"

"Correct."

Mo Jinhao calmly nodded his head as his face turned expressionless.

The rage that had just a few seconds ago been bubbling to the surface of his body had already subsided and retreated to the depths of his being once more.

Hemlock secretly nodded his head when he saw this.

It was this particular trait of Jinhao that made him an especially scary individual. He was someone capable of holding a grudge for a very long time without losing sight of himself. A very important trait for someone so high up in an organization.

"According to the information we have, Ren Dover is the rightful successor of the Keiki style, and based on the reports you've shown me regarding the demons whose contractors have been killed, the demons' injuries do not indicate that their attacker was a practitioner of an incredibly fast sword art."

"At least, from what I've figured, the demons did not experience a sharp, singular pain, a trait that symbolizes the essence of the Keiki style. Furthermore, with someone who is now ranked 18, killing a bunch of rankers should be a trivial thing."

Hemlock perfectly laid out his train of thoughts to Jinhao who further questioned.

"So you think it's because of this that it isn't 876?"

"Not quite."

Hemlock shook his head.

"876 may be employing a different art on purpose in an effort to erase his traces."

"That makes sense."

Mo Jinhao's body relaxed further onto the sofa he was sitting on as he asked.

"...If that's the case, why do you think that it's more likely Kevin Voss who is the culprit?"

"Simple, really."

curled into a thin

Voss. If I were in his position, I would have known

Ren was as good a friend to him as the reports claim, he would never

said makes

after hearing Hemlock's

isn't the

the situation after hearing his assessment. There were still a few things that did not make sense,

the case how should

Knock━! Knock━!

his and Hemlock's heads

raspy rang

but I have something

moment he heard

in the direction of the door

there anything you

"I do. I do."

Hemlock, seemingly

a very interesting idea, do

***

he stared at the human standing before

lose so badly to a human, and not only that, but he also never expected to have his core imprisoned inside

thought, he could end his life

He wasn't going to let the human walk all over him just because his life was in his hands. He wasn't like the other traitorous bastards who would do anything for the sake of their lives, even if it meant killing

do you need,

inquired in a chilly tone as he looked at the

human opened his mouth and

I would much

voice, the pupils in his

but rage. Suriol's face twisted with rage as he recalled the fact that the

can kill me on the spot? When the time comes and he lowers his guard, I'll use this chance to

mind, his

long as he could kill Ren,

about his thoughts as he pointed in the direction of the gate that was standing in front of

is because I want your help.

"This is…"

castle until Ren pointed it out to him.

"Ah, I see."

situation. As he tried to think of something, a plethora of different ideas rushed through

enter the

"Isn't that obvious?"

look. When their eyes met, Suriol felt a chill run down

appeared as though the human had figured out whatever it was that he was intending to do

.

knows, I might as well

his teeth and decided to

"If I tell yo—"

"No."

was cut off before he could even

all

grant you freedom if that's what you're asking. Even if I make you sign a contract that will stop you

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