Adrian stood up and stared at the assailant. He looked calmly at the assailant's pale expression, but he was actually gloating inside. "I'm not dead!" Adrian mocked. "Impossible!" The assailant was in disbelief, especially after he had planned everything out so perfectly. "This must be some kind of trick!" Before Adrian could respond, the bald man recognized the assailant and rushed out. "Jonathan Cliff! Why are you doing this? I used to respect you so much." "Shut up!" Jonathan was infuriated, having never been to Medicis Manor and thinking no one would recognize him. "I'm not Jonathan!""You're right. Jonathan Cliff is a master marksman and an ally of justice. You could never be him!” the bald man retorted.Jonathan's face turned red with fury. He would not have done such a thing if he had not been blackmailed."Get lost!" he snarled.Adrian coldly asked, "Who gave you the right to speak? You're in Medicis Manor now, so it's you who should be getting lost, not him."The

Bucky was utterly devastated by Adrian's irrationality of wanting to snatch a powerful sword in close combat. Thinking he needed to stop Adrian, he said, “Jonathan! Your leader's here!" Of course, this was another shameless attempt as Bucky turned toward the forest. “Mr. Zoltan, it's an honor to see you here."Jonathan was startled. This mission was to help a friend and it had no connection to Moonlit. He would be finished if his leader was there."Sir!" he squeaked.Jonathan then felt a sharp pain in his hand, and his sword slipped out of his grasp. He tried to swing a punch with his other hand while attempting to reclaim his weapon with the other. Unfortunately, Adrian was faster and flicked Jonathan's finger and grabbed the sword. He then retreated to his original spot. Brandishing the sword toward the rising sun, he cut down a few branches, which fell to the ground."This sword's amazing!" Adrian praised.Jonathan was infuriated, his treasure sword was now in Adrian's hands

At dawn, Claude came running, dark circles under his eyes. Processing the many corpses from the previous night had exhausted him."Adrian!" he called out.Having stood vigilant all night beside Rozi outside the Thousand Herbs Study, Adrian quickly woke and gestured at Claude to keep his voice down.Claude, drained, handed Adrian a bundle. "These are things collected from those people. I don't know if they're of any use though."Adrian rummaged through the bundle, picking out a few items and returning the rest to Claude. "We're going to Greenhursts!" he declared."Right now?" Claude asked in disbelief. "I'm too exhausted. Can't this wait until tomorrow?""No," Adrian insisted, patting Claude's shoulder. "The Randell family massacre and Master Matson's death at Medicis Manor must be addressed. You don't want to take the blame for this, do you?"Claude shuddered at the reminder. "We have to go now!" "Arrange two carriages," Adrian ordered.Joe, though fatigued, hurriedly prepa

Claude followed Adrian's gaze and felt his heart sink. Matson's body was still in the carriage, and he was worried that these people were here to seek revenge. "Who is he?" Claude asked."That is Irvin Goldwin. He's the Greenhurts’ head apprentice," the guard said smilingly, "You people better behave yourself."Adrian's face became solemn. Judging by the Wyrmstrike Blade in Irvin’s hand, he could see that Irvin was pretty strong. However, Irvin was still no match for him. "Don't worry," Adrian said."I heard that the Wyrmstrike Blade is very powerful," Bucky said. He had traveled around the world and was familiar with various weapons. "It can be controlled by one's consciousness to strike at the user’s enemies.”Claude's knees went weak. Seeing Irvin approaching, he leaned toward Adrian and whispered, "Don't say anything. Let me do the talking. No harm in a bit of flexibility if it helps us reach our objective. Sometimes, a little bend goes a long way.""What are you talking a

Claude took out his own sword and offered it to Adrian. "You should use mine instead. Although it's not a treasure sword, it's much better than yours."Adrian shook his head. He pointed at his head and said nonchalantly, "I fight with my brain, so any sword will do. Treasure swords are for those without skill."Bucky was excited. Adrian was even more formidable than he had imagined. If Adrian won this match, his reputation would spread throughout Debonaire."Sir, dragons have to be airborne. If you bring it to the ground, it'll die quickly!" Bucky said, pointing out Irvin's weakness.Irvin's expression turned dark. These two were clearly looking down on him and treating him like a fool. Unable to tolerate it any longer, he charged forward."Take this!" Irvin shouted."Dodge it! Don't face him head-on!" Bucky shouted. Even from behind the carriage, he felt the ferocity of Irvin's attack.Adrian moved to the side and evaded Irvin's attack with practiced ease. The Wyrmstrike Blade