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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."

mouth curled into a thin smile the moment the question reached

of Kevin Voss. If I were in his position, I would have known that by concealing the Keiki

he would never

said

after

of him, he isn't the

understanding of the situation after hearing his assessment. There were still a few things that did not make sense, but compared to his previous hypothesis, this one seemed the most

case how should

Knock━! Knock━!

on the door abruptly cut him off in the middle of his sentence. Both his and Hemlock's heads turned to look in the direction of the entrance to the

was croaky and raspy rang in

intrusion, but I have something

heard the voice while Hemlock's remained

direction of the door as it flung open

anything you

"I do. I do."

and greeted Jinhao, who promptly ignored him. Smiling, he walked up to Hemlock, seemingly unbothered by his Jinhao's attitude, and cracked a twisted grin that reached

idea, do you want

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that of defeat as he stared at

and not only that, but he also never expected to have his core

could end his

him just because his life was in his hands. He wasn't like the other traitorous bastards who would do

you need,

a chilly tone as he

at him, the human opened his

I have a name. It's Ren. I would much appreciate it if you referred

pupils in his

rage as he recalled the fact that the human before him had completely dashed any hopes he had

on the spot? When the time

his life was already

as long as he could kill

he pointed in the direction of the gate

I want your help. Tell me how

"This is…"

until Ren pointed it out to him. To be more specific, he was standing next to

"Ah, I see."

glance to quickly understand the situation. As he tried to think of something, a plethora of

enter the

"Isn't that obvious?"

a calm look. When their eyes met, Suriol felt a chill run down his body, and behind his closed lips,

had figured out whatever it was that he was intending to

.

might

teeth and

"If I tell yo—"

"No."

before he

an all knowing look,

if I make you sign a contract that will stop you from taking revenge

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