Jack raised his eyebrow with some surprise. He quite liked Alfred’s personality.

Since Alfred was already determined, Jack decided to agree with it. Hearing Jack’s conversation with Alfred, the two on the ground looked horrified.

The two of them exchanged a look, and they saw despair in their eyes. Alfred slowly turned around and retrieved a dagger from his storage ring. He coldly looked at the two of them on the ground.

He let out a faint smile, “It’s my turn after this!”

***

Not far away, the four who were originally sitting down and resting were already nowhere near as calm as they were.

as one of them lay out he ground. Conor lay on the ground hopelessly. He clutched his bleeding chest as he breathed erratically. Blood flowed from his lips to

were incredibly strong. They

frantically splurted out. After that, someone else had hit him in the chest, causing him to fly and crumple on the ground

realized hopelessly that, unless a miracle happened,

of Jack. He felt like Jack was incredibly lucky to have managed to

near, they would not have been ambushed like that,

on how these people had been acting,

that, Conor felt even more helpless. He clenched his teeth and immediately made a decision. Rather than being tortured by those people, he felt like ending himself would make his

could be

and the others rushing over quickly, the three masked men immediately gathered at

Jack,

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