After that, Jack turned and shot Alfred a look. Alfred nodded before he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the three of them in excitement.

Not bothered with doing things like this, he slowly walked to Frederick, followed by Rudy.

Jack had just been about to say something when he was interrupted by an unhappy voice, “Did you need to do that? What was the point of putting on a show in front of us? Was it fun acting?”

The person who spoke was Conor, who was heavily injured on the ground. He was helped up by Trent and was walking over when he accused Jack loudly.

Jack looked at Conor incredulously.

Conor sounded terribly slighted, as though Jack owed him a hefty amount of money. His tone even baffled Trent, who stared at Conor incredulously.

could he dare to speak to

Frederick frowned unhappily.

dizzy? What act are you talking about? How could you say

face was incredibly dark when

attitude before this, but you’re now lecturing me. You seem

we knew that he was this strong, how could we have sent him to stand guard? We

that, Conor glared at Jack viciously as if he was the one who wronged him, as though his injuries were

at Jack with anger

the side. After all, Jack’s time was valuable, and he did

be dealt with by someone else

proudly that those who did not know the situation would have thought

was so angry he was

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