Lizno brought Vincent to a dimly lit basent where the remaining mbers of the Hyena Gang and Garmus were tightly bound with thick ropes, their mouths gagged.
Lizno stepped aside and let Vincent walk through.
By this mont, Garmus and the others had already regained consciousness. As soon as they saw him, they glared at him sharply, growling while gritting the gags in their mouths.
"Hnnng!"
"S#8ygk6!"
Vincent didn't bother trying to understand what they were attempting to say.
He walked toward Garmus, who was glaring at him with the most intense hatred. Without a word, he removed the gag from Garmus' mouth.
As soon as the gag was off, Garmus spat and snarled, "You dare kidnap ? Do you really think my young master will let this go? Kill if you dare!"
Vincent promptly replaced the gag in Garmus' mouth, darkening his expression.
"L@6$xgx!!" Garmus mumbled incomprehensibly.
Slightly annoyed, Vincent clasped Garmus' mouth.
"You talk too much. Did you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you? Heh."
With a light chuckle, Vincent increased the force of his grip, causing a bone-cracking sound. Garmus scread in agony as his jaw dislocated.
"Don't worry; I'll grant your wish after I kill your dear young master," Vincent spoke in a chilling voice.
From the mont he opposed Grarik, he had anticipated this outco. There could only be one ending: one of them would have to leave the Origin World permanently.
"No matter what kind of universe it is, there's always a young master who's unreasonable and entitled," he thought.
He kept Garmus alive for a good reason. Killing him would give him a chance to report to Grarik about Vincent's current strength. At this stage, Vincent had to be cautious. He had no clear understanding of the strength and influence of the Blackthorn Clan.
He needed ti to grow strong enough to face the Blackthorn Clan on his own. He believed that day wasn't far off.
After all, Tier 3 was the limit of the Novice Continent.
As a Tier 1 Origin Warrior with the strength of a Tier 3 Origin Warrior, Vincent was confident that once he reached Tier 3, his strength would surpass it.
At that point, he would have the power to dominate the Novice Continent and begin executing his major plans.
But for now, his focus remained on the present.
His eyes fell on Lizno, who had a curious expression.
'This guy is quite good…' Vincent thought. He appreciated Lizno's attitude—how he stood up for him and refrained from pocketing the belongings of the Hyena Gang. It was comndable behavior.
Lizno, feeling Vincent's gaze, beca uncomfortable, wondering if he had made a mistake.
After a mont, Vincent gestured toward Garmus and the Hyena Gang. "Beat them up," he ordered coldly and firmly, leaving no room for discussion.
Lizno was montarily stunned.
Why does he want to beat them? Can't he do it himself? he thought.
He only pondered this briefly before regaining his composure.
"I understand," Lizno replied, stepping in front of Garmus.
Garmus' eyes widened. He had heard the brief exchange but couldn't defend himself with a dislocated jaw and sealed origin core. All he could do was glare furiously at Lizno, as though warning him not to proceed.
In response, Lizno's fist landed squarely on Garmus' face.
Bam!
Garmus groaned in pain, stumbling to the ground as a few teeth fell out.
Lizno remarked, "There's no use glaring at . If you were in my position, you'd probably hit yourself even harder than I am."
He cracked his neck and stretched before continuing the beating.
Bam! Bam!
Garmus' cries of agony filled the basent as Vincent observed silently. The remaining mbers of the Hyena Gang watched in horror, their eyes wide.
After so ti, Lizno exhaled in satisfaction, gazing at the unconscious, battered Garmus. His attention then shifted to the Hyena Gang.
Grinning, he walked toward them, prompting them to instinctively retreat.
"Don't bla , guys. I'm just following orders," Lizno said.
One of the gang mbers managed to spit out his gag.
"The hell you're not enjoying it! Just look at your face!"
Lizno paused, touching his face.
"What's wrong with my face?" He then noticed he was grinning widely.
"Oh…" he murmured before adding, "I guess I do enjoy beating arrogant guys like Garmus."
"You're dead! Do you think one person can stand against the Blackthorn Clan? If that human dies, you'll be next! Everyone connected to you will be affected!"
Lizno froze montarily, and the Hyena Gang's eyes lit up with hope.
But their hopes were dashed when Lizno chuckled, his grin growing wider.
"Haha, too bad I don't have any friends or family for them to go after."
Without hesitation, he resud the beating.
Bam! Bam!
Vincent finally got a clear look at the Hyena Gang mbers, noting their hyena-like appearances. Unsure of their race, he simply labeled them "hyenas."
Bam! Bam!
"Arghhh!"
"Accck!"
"P-Please… stop…"
"Hahaha! This is payback for all the sins your gang committed against poor newbies!"
"That's right! Cry more! Haha!"
The basent echoed with cries of pain and Lizno's wicked laughter.
Watching from the sidelines, Vincent began to doubt himself.
Initially, he only wanted to test Lizno's attitude to see if he had the guts to stand against the Blackthorn Clan.
Instead, he discovered Lizno's determination—and possibly a hidden part of him.
Drip!
Blood dripped from Lizno's fists as he stared at the defeated gang mbers he had once feared. He turned toward Vincent, still grinning, and respectfully approached.
"It's done, sir," he said.
Vincent held his gaze for a mont before responding, "Do you understand what you've done?"
Still grinning, Lizno nodded.
"Aren't you afraid their families might co after you?" Vincent asked.
Lizno shook his head. Discover hidden tales at empire
"The mont I clashed with Garmus, I knew he wouldn't spare . Besides, I believe following soone like you will give a better life."
Lizno's confidence was clear. Though he couldn't see Vincent's face or know his background, his voice suggested a young and promising man.
A Tier 1 Origin Warrior capable of defeating Tier 2 warriors was certainly remarkable.
Knowing his own limitations, Lizno felt it better to serve a promising individual than to chase unachievable greatness.
Hearing this, Vincent smiled beneath his mask while Mochi watched curiously.
"Are you willing to follow ?"
Lizno half-kneeled and lowered his head.
"I am willing."
"Good. Stand up."
"For your first mission, I want you to do this…"
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