The Established Siblings of the Pack

“Got it, boss. I’ll talk to the locals and find out if there are any sketchy guys around.”

“I’ll go to the Crimson Hall. Leoric, one of Jeanne’s guys, is there. This village is his turf.”

Everyone split up and talked to their local friends to find out where the Sweoya spy was.

Baron said, “Don’t worry, boss. This is a small village where everyone knows everyone. It’ll be easy to find a foreigner. They’ll probably find him this afternoon at the latest.” He looked around and rubbed his hands. “I heard Nearcity Village has some mean barbecue. Wanna get some and have a little beer?”

“Nearcity Village?”

urban village is made up of a few villages. The one

that this village was Leroy’s hometown. The guy was working on the Nicholson Family Cemetery, and he kept watch over the site every single day. The last time Kingsley saw him, he was as tan as charcoal. Even so, he refused to leave the site. Now that Kingsley was at his hometown, he wanted to visit Leroy’s bedridden father. If his sister was around,

Leroy’s house should be on the hill in the northernmost side of the village. It was just a pigsty made out of red bricks. He knocked on the

a moment and lied, “I’m Leroy’s colleague. The company just gave us some gifts, and

was tied in a ponytail, and she was lively enough. This was Leroy’s sister—Yvonne. She was eighteen years

an innocent smile. He might be the fearsome Ares, but he

said sheepishly, “But it’s a small house. We only have two rooms here. Dad

and a small desk. The space was not ideal, humid, and hot, and even the paint on the wall was peeling off. “This is your room?” Kingsley sounded sad. He suddenly understood why Leroy did not fight back even when Kayla slapped him so hard that it made him bleed. He understood why Leroy was so loyal to him just because he gave the guy a job.