Mark cautiously stepped into the tavern. He was one of the shareholders of this establishnt. When the strange man in white entered, the bartender had already quietly notified him.
Soone who had spent years in the slums might lack strength, but their judgnt still remained sharp.
The aura of the middle-aged man in white was clearly not sothing an ordinary person possessed.
Mark sat down nearby and ordered a Bloody Mary. While the bartender was preparing the drink, he turned to the man next to him.
"Good afternoon, sir. How may I assist you?" Mark asked gently.
His judgnt was also quite good, he wasn't sure how to address the man, but considering his attire and choice of cocktail, calling him "sir" seed appropriate.
"Good afternoon, my na is Lucas. I do have a few things I'd like to inquire about." Lucas said as he removed his hat and held it to his chest.
He ca to this tavern in the slums specifically to gather so information.
Even as a Level Nine Beast Master, he wasn't omniscient. The tasks he needed to accomplish required the assistance of these people.
"I'd like to ask if there have been any outsiders in Genosha Calivia recently?" Lucas put his white top hat back on and asked.
Mark glanced at Lucas and replied, "Are you referring to outsiders like yourself, or…?"
"So filthy rats that only hide and skulk around." Lucas said bluntly.
His expression of disgust was completely unmasked, as if he could already see that stinking bunch of rats.
Mark wanted to say sothing more, but Lucas pulled out a handful of gold coins and placed them in front of him, saying, "I understand the rules. I've always been one to abide by them, of course, until I see those rats."
Looking at the gold coins before him, Mark's eyes widened. From his experience, there were at least twenty coins there!
Even if he shared all the information he had, it wouldn't be worth that much gold.
While the money tempted him, Mark, who had managed to carve out a position in the slums, understood very well that so money wasn't ant for him to take.
He reached out, counted three gold coins, pocketed them, and then pushed the rest back.
Only then did Mark respond, "Recently, there has indeed been a group of people trying to keep a low profile in Calivia. The information I have is limited, worth three gold coins."
"I appreciate soone who knows their worth. Since you only require three coins, I won't press further." Lucas replied with a smile.
For so reason, looking at that smiling face sent a chill down Mark's spine. His instincts told him that this seemingly gentlemanly man was anything but simple!
"Well, it so happens that there are a few places in the slums…" Mark shared the information he had, watching Lucas fall into thought.
He glanced at the nearly untouched Negroni on the bar, instinctively looking toward the bartender who was bringing over the Bloody Mary.
Seizing the opportunity as the bartender approached, Mark quietly asked, "Has that Negroni been consud? What did the guest think of it?"
"They took a sip and said it was quite good, tipping a gold coin." the bartender replied honestly, without holding anything back.
Mark's heart skipped a beat, a gold coin was far more than the price of a Negroni.
He was about to ask the bartender to return the coin when Lucas spoke up, "No need to be so cautious. This bartender's skills are quite good, and the drink is decent."
Hearing this, Mark breathed a sigh of relief.
In the chaotic slums of Cross Street, things appeared utterly disordered and chaotic on the surface.
However, there was actually a hidden set of rules in place, to live safely and steadily, one had to abide by these rules.
Since Lucas said so, there was nothing to worry about.
"Thank you for the information. By the way, I appreciate those who follow the rules." Lucas said as he stood up, holding the Negroni and slowly walking to the tavern door.
Just before leaving, he added, "By the way, do you know of any notable geniuses in Genosha Calivia?"
Mark instinctively thought of one person: Charles!
In all of Genosha, there was hardly anyone more gifted than Charles.
He opened his mouth to respond but then rembered the impression Lucas had left him and closed it again.
"Well, if you don't know, I'll just ask soone else." Lucas said, sowhat regretfully leaving the Black Blood Tavern.
He walked elegantly along the streets of the slums,
and everyone kept their distance from him, as if an invisible spotlight descended from above, illuminating him.
This blatant deanor quickly alerted the royal agents nearby, soone reported the information, and Avery and Miles received the news.
"It seems it's him. He has entered the city and co to the slums. We should head straight over." Miles said.
He too couldn't understand Lucas's intentions, why enter the city and go straight into the slums?
Was there sothing or soone special that drew Lucas's attention?
The emperor of Genosha, the deans of the three academies, Xavier, the president of the Forging Masters Guild, Owen, the president of the Alchemist Guild, and the heads of various prominent families, and so on.
A group of people marched toward Cross Street,
and when they entered, they witnessed an unforgettable scene.
Lucas, dressed in a white suit and wearing a white top hat, elegantly held a cocktail in his hand.
In front of him knelt a dozen terrified Beast Masters.
"I'll ask you one more ti: where are the other rats hiding? Speak up, and I might consider a quick death for you." Lucas said in a detached tone.
No one answered, all those kneeling on the ground trembled but resolutely chose to remain silent.
"Truly stubborn, aren't you? Rats will always be rats. It's utterly disgusting!" Lucas lifted the Negroni to his eyes,
admiring the enticing color before downing it in one go.
A burst of light energy erupted from him, and all those kneeling suddenly levitated, unable to move.
At that mont, Lucas turned to face the approaching emperor and his entourage.
He snapped his fingers elegantly, and the suspended individuals instantly exploded, bursting apart like fireworks.
Countless blood and tiny fragnts rained down from the sky, crashing onto the ground.
The entire area transford into a deep crimson, resembling a monotonous red oil painting.
Amidst the bloody liquid, Lucas stood quietly in his white attire, not a drop of blood on him, exuding an eerie elegance.
Jamie's expression was blank, as if he saw nothing at all, clearly, he had anticipated this.
He understood very well that this seemingly graceful man was, in essence, a madman—one with formidable power!
"Hello, everyone. I ca to Genosha Calivia just passing through, nothing special going on." Lucas explained with a smile,
but looking at the blood and body fragnts around him made it impossible to sense any goodwill.
Zane shrank back, silently hiding behind his father Benson.
At that mont, he couldn't help but feel the urge to vomit.
Benson noticed Zane's movents and kept a straight face as he stepped on Zane's foot.
Their actions didn't draw the attention of others, everyone was focused on Lucas and the scene he had just created.
Miles, the emperor of Genosha, looked at the smile on Lucas's face and spoke up:
"Sir, what is going on here?"
As Lucas walked forward slowly, he casually replied, "Just so rats from the Constellation, nothing worth paying attention to."
Upon hearing the word "Constellation." everyone present seed to understand the situation.
It was rumored that Lucas, known as the Light Knight, had a deep-seated hatred for dark attribute Beast Masters, and most of the Constellation mbers were indeed dark attribute Beast Masters.
"Sir, Genosha has prepared a banquet for you, please co this way." Avery imdiately said.
Lucas waved his hand in boredom, casually placing his empty glass on a nearby stall.
Then, looking at the high-ranking officials of Genosha before him, he spoke in a gentle tone, "No need to trouble yourselves. I have other matters to attend to."
Other matters?
The people of Genosha instinctively glanced at the ground, the bright red blood had not yet dried.
Was Lucas planning to do this again?
"If only I could find so more hidden rats, I would like to know if there are any special geniuses within Genosha." Lucas voiced his curiosity.
Upon hearing this, everyone present began to think.
So reacted quickly, recalling that Lucas, as a level nine Beast Master, seed to have never taken on an apprentice.
Could he be looking for a suitable genius to take as a disciple?
This thought imdiately excited everyone in the room, becoming the apprentice of a level nine Beast Master would be a huge leap forward!
In an instant, the mbers of the prominent families began to rapidly search for suitable candidates within their families.
However, after turning it over in their minds, they found few who could truly be considered geniuses.
This is because above all the geniuses in Genosha lood an undeniable genius,
Charles!
Thinking of this, Benson's eyes suddenly lit up. He rembered that Charles was a multi-attribute Beast Master, contracted with a wind attribute, a dual fire and ice attribute, and a dark attribute mystical beast!
A dark attribute mystical beast!
What would happen if this level nine Beast Master, who had a particular hatred for dark attribute Beast Masters, found out about Charles's existence?
Would Charles be killed on the spot by Lucas? Experience tales at mvl
Benson's heart began to fill with anticipation.
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