No 1 Supreme Warrior

Jack was stretching himself when he caught a whiff of the barbecue. He walked out of the house.

“Heh. We were afraid that you were training or sleeping, so we didn’t dare to disturb you. The food’s almost ready. We were about to call you!”

Sally walked over happily when she caught sight of Jack. She thrust a plate toward him, a huge slab of meat sitting on it. “I’m not particularly good at anything, but I’ve got mad skills with barbecue. I made this myself. Give it a try!”

“All right. I’ll see just how good you are!”

Jack took a bite out of the meat. His eyes brightened immediately. “This tastes amazing!”

“Hah. Young Master Jack. There’s alcohol here!”

At this moment, Lancelot walked over as well, a smile plastered on his face. He gave the huge bottle of alcohol to Jack.

“Thank you!”

inhaled the heady scent of the alcohol before taking a

was a joyous night, especially for the members of the

six of their masters to briefly spar against

Lancelot and his family

arrived at the entrance of another branch

meet

Jack. As she must be some considerable distance away, it was practically inaudible if one did not pay

not for Jack’s sharpened senses, even he would have difficulty catching the

rushed toward

a younger

heavily, and there were bloodstains at the corner of her

between the young woman and