Whoever this newcomer was, he did not have the marks of any second-grade world on him. It was obvious that he was from a third-grade world. Hector and Edson looked at that person. Someone who suddenly appeared like that was ill-intent, for sure.
However, when they asked for the person's identity, they felt all too amused. This man jumped straight into danger! Was he there to give them free rewards?
Jackson and Christian stared right at the man. He looked incredibly calm as if he was untroubled by whatever it was that took place between them.
The kind-hearted Christian felt moved upon realizing he, too, came from a third-grade world. He raised his neck as he mouthed out some words without making a sound. Christian wanted him to leave.
Fane's lips curled up into a smile.
Just for that alone, he would save these two.
Fane had not appeared here by coincidence. When he had Alfred stay, it was not because he wanted their Heartblood. Since time was tight, Fane needed some information that he did not have the time to retrieve, so he left the task to Alfred.
Alfred did not betray Fane's expectations. He had managed to obtain everything Fane wanted and even made a map for Fane. No matter how the other side looked at him, Fane still remained calm.
He took the map out of Mustard Seed, matching it against the terrain a few times to make sure he was not wrong, and noted he would reach his goal in just another 10 kilometers.
The four of them appearing must
have meant that they were going to the same place as he was. Hector saw Fane calmly taking out the map, looking around as if he was determining his location.
Hector's face darkened as he looked at Fane with a cold gaze. What was this guy trying to do? Fane was ignoring him and Edson, both from second-grade worlds, and was still looking at his map!
Hector scoffed as he narrowed his eyes. "Are you just being an idiot, or are you too prideful for your own good, brat? Do you think that the two of us won't do anything to you if you don't attack? Just look at where you are I've never seen someone
voluntarily giving themselves up like you are."
Fane's expression remained flat as though everything Hector said were mere nonsense. After he determined his location, he slowly put the map back into Mustard Seed.
He slowly said, "Let me give you a kind reminder; you're the one being very prideful here. Do you really think that you can beat any third-grade warrior you meet in the slaughter game?"Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
Fane wondered why the warriors from second-grade worlds were so confident. When they faced him, they seemed to be so sure that he was a weakling before they ever saw him do anything.
It was because of that attitude that every second-grade warrior who crossed Fane paid with their lives.
When Hector heard that, he laughed as he looked at Fane mockingly. "Are you trying to tell us that you're a great genius from a third-grade world that can kill us?"
He laughed uproariously. It was like Fane had said an incredible joke.
Edson, too, felt like it was hilarious as well. They looked at Fane like they were looking at a brainless animal.