A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The fear the man was feeling at the moment was overwhelming

Just when he thought his time had come, a slender hand reached out and grabbed the machete by the handle. The tip of the machete stopped right in front of the man.

Bringing the machete to the man’s neck, Arielle asked indifferently, “Whose time did you say was up?”

The man was trembling in fear. His face was as pale as death. “M-My own… No, please. I’m sorry! Please spare my life!”

Jared, who had just opened his eyes, was looking confused.

What? Can somebody tell me what just happened?

She patted the man’s trembling shoulder with the back of the machete. “Good boy. Now, tell me who sent you to come after us?”

He swallowed. “I-I don’t know. I-I’m just doing my

job!”

Arielle raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure? I’m giving you one last chance to think harder. Who is it that sent

you?”

aback by Arielle’s

had happened might not seem to be something remarkable, he was someone who

by fighting. He could

strength that he was no

skills too. When she attacked his subordinates, she had hit the same place. It must

teeth, he said, “All right! I’ll

then whipped out a note that looked like a mission card from his pocket and gave it to her warily. “I have no idea who she is. These are the number and account she used to contact us. We‘re an underground organization specializing in taking orders for beating people up. Sometimes, just

and saw “Black Manor”

the forum, you can accept missions or place orders. Everything is anonymous, so we’ll only get the contact number and

explained.

floor and continued, “Bring them away. Also, leave all the cash you have as compensation for the

bent over to creep past the machete Arielle

to their feet

look on his face. He was more than shocked at what

you okay?”