NovelOnlineAnother shot was fired, and Nash punched the bullet back.
"Goodness, Master Nash, are you even huma—" Before Mosley could finish hisment, Nash was already in front of the girl who was holding the gun. He snatched the gun from her and slowly walked toward her.
"Don'te any closer! You Twilight lackey! I... I..." The girl's voice grew weaker as she seemed to realize her impending doom. "I- I'm not afraid of you." "Twilight lackey? So, you're with the Shadow Warriors?" Nash asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe girl spat out, "I'm not with the Shadow Warriors. The Scota family will never bow to any power! If you're going to kill or torture me, just do it!" "Not with either side?" Nash looked at the girl with interest. "If you're not afraid, why are you shaking?" Nash pointed to the girl's trembling body.
"I-I'm not... I'm not afraid," she stammered, trying to stand firm.
"Just kidding," Nash said before handing the gun back to the girl. "We're not with either side either. To be precise, we're with the Stonemaul family." "Stonemaul family?" Scota relaxed slightly upon hearing the name. "I heard Grandpa mention that name. Are you really from the Stonemaul family?" The girl led the group to another city to the east of the one they were currently in. This city was bustling with life, teeming with people, busy traffic, and towering skyscrapers-a stark contrast to the deserted city they had just left.
The group followed the girl into a nearly hundred-storymercial building before heading up to the 100th floor, as shown by the elevator display.
"Alright, pleasee in," the girl said as she led the four into a room.
The room was luxurious, featuring a small lotus pond with a few goldfish swimming inside. An elderly man was standing with his back to them. In front of him was a massive window that offered a view of the country's tallest mountain.
"Grandpa, they're here," the girl said as she lowered her head toward him from a distance.
The old man turned around. A small, bald man with a face full of wrinkles cinto view. What was striking was the flamboyant dragon tattoo on his face and the long scar on his left cheek.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Grandpa, these are the people from the Stonemaul family that I mentioned in the phone call," Scota said.
"I understand. Thank you, Ply. You may stay and listen as well," the old man said in a slightly stern tone.
"Yes, Grandpa." "Well then, allowto introduce myself. My nis Herman Dracar. May I ask, who among you is from the Stonemaul family?" Herman asked.
Alfius stepped forward.
"That would be me, Mr. Dracar. You know the Stonemaul family?" "Indeed. You may not be aware, but your ancestors once saved our lives, and our family swore to aid the Stonemauls in return. However, fate had other plans, and the Stonemaul family vanished without a trace. en.kikistories UMS "I had assumed the family to be e wiped out, but it seems that there's a survivor. How truly remarkable Lord Stonemaul, what is it that you require?" en.kikistories Alfius' gaze instantly sharpened.
"Can I ask for anything?" "As long it's within our capabilities, we'll exert every effort." "If that's the case, Mr. Dracar, please helpdestroy the Shadow Warriors." Herman's hand which was wrapped around a cup of tea froze in midair.
"Young man, what did you just say?" "I, Alfius Stonemaul, have a blood feud with the Shadow Warriors and the ninja guild under theirmand. They slaughtered my fellow disciples, killed my master, and stole the demon sword, Rain of the ne Village. I beg you, help me. No matter what, I must avenge them!" en.kikistories "This is... rather..."
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