"Brother!" Lothar cried, unable to keep strangling Hal as he dropped to the floor.

When he looked up, he saw that Ciril was suddenly on his feet. However, his hair and beard were standing on ends and his eyes were thoroughly red, his veins throbbing like a raging beast.

"He's gone amok...?!"

Even as the word came to mind, Lothar was left watching as Ciril launched a punch at him on the floor.

"Move!"

Lothar threw Hal aside as he barrel rolled out of the way, dodging Ciril's punch by inches... which left a meter-deep crater on the floor.

"Brother, it's me, Lothar! Get a hold of yourself!" Lothar cried out anxiously.

His words did not seem to reach Ciril, however.

If anything, it made Ciril even more violent.

and kept attacking

he parried Ciril's assault. "T-Tell him that Hal ruined his treatment...

rising off the ground in front of

pompous Birthright rank Janko retainers, their bodies charred and themselves unconscious, barely

then,” Frank challenged, looking around pointedly at the bodyguards

vigor wielders and were naturally trading glances, none of them daring to take a step

at the three Birthright rank Janko retainers—two were on the ground, charred after being

one? He was sent flying somewhere, his

none of the bodyguards dared to mess about since none

even more shocked than they

and possibly a Birthright rank. Naturally, he was confident he could handle Frank with his three loyal Birthright

and he could still

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