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Butcher woke up, but unlike before, he didn't attack Roger.
Now that his head had cleared, he realized that trying to take on an invulnerable superhuman at such close range without any preparation or ability was suicidal.
Butcher didn't want to die, and Roger didn't seem to want to kill him either, so Butcher naturally cald down.
He wouldn't try to provoke Roger again; after all, Hughie was right, Roger hadn't shown any obvious hostility from the start, and they were the ones who had been rude first.
Of course, Butcher wasn't going to apologize. If he apologized and admitted he was wrong, he wouldn't be the Butcher.
So from the mont Butcher woke up to when Frenchie and Mother's Milk arrived, the atmosphere between him and Roger was quite tense.
Hughie, who initially felt much more relaxed, now shut his mouth and curled up in a corner without saying a word due to the tense atmosphere.
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Frenchie and Mother's Milk quickly arrived, holding pistols that gave them no sense of security. Seeing that Butcher and Hughie were okay, they both sighed in relief and looked at Roger again.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Roger said:
"You should all be here now, so can we talk?"
Frenchie and Mother's Milk looked at Butcher.
Butcher got up from the ground, clutching his definitely injured stomach, and asked Roger:
"What do you want to talk about?"
"First, let's talk about Translucent, then Compound V, and finally…" Roger looked at Butcher, "we'll talk about you."
"Fine, Translucent, Compound V, and . How about we change the topic and talk about you first? Holander, let's talk about how many won you've… hard."
Butcher's words shocked Frenchie and Mother's Milk, and even Hughie looked at Roger in disbelief.
He had always thought Roger was a good guy.
Roger knew Butcher would bring this up. He cursed internally at his original self for leaving him such a ss and then said to Butcher:
"I know what you want to ask. Your wife, Becca Butcher, right?"
Hearing Roger ntion his wife's na, Butcher's expression turned grim. He clenched his fists and stared at Roger. If he didn't know he couldn't beat him, he would have already punched him.
Roger continued:
"You ca after the Seven and Vought because of your wife, Becca. More precisely, you ca after because I was the one who… with your wife."
"You raped her!!"
Seeing Roger casually bring up the past, Butcher couldn't contain his anger and tried to charge at Roger.
He completely forgot how Roger had knocked him out cold earlier.
But this ti, the other mbers of the Boys quickly restrained Butcher, holding him back to prevent him from advancing.
Roger didn't even move. He stared into Butcher's angry eyes and said:
"Strictly speaking, it wasn't as serious as you say, although I don't deny it either."
The situation was actually quite complicated. Butcher's wife had so feelings for Holander too. She walked out of his room in a daze, partly worried about her husband finding out.
As for her disappearance… If it wasn't for her getting pregnant with Holander's child, she probably would never have left Butcher.
Holander's accuracy was quite high. He had only been with Becca once, and she ended up pregnant.
"...."
Roger's casual and indifferent attitude made Butcher even angrier, but before he could speak, Roger continued:
"But that's not the point. You want to co after because of Becca, but is it because I violated Becca, or because you think I killed Becca? Which one is it?"
"Does it make a difference?"
Butcher asked.
Roger replied, "Of course it does. If you think I killed Becca Butcher, then you're completely wrong because Becca Butcher is still alive."
"What?"
Butcher was stunned. He no longer tried to hit Roger. Not that he could win, but he cared about what Roger had just said.
His wife, Becca Butcher, whom he had always thought was dead, was actually alive?
This…
Frenchie and Mother's Milk exchanged glances. They didn't know Butcher's specific situation, but they knew that Butcher had beco who he was because of his wife's death.
But now, Holander was telling them that Becca was actually alive?
"I don't believe you. I don't trust anyone from Vought!"
Butcher said to Roger, his mind in turmoil.
Roger said nonchalantly:
"Fine. If you think I wouldn't know the life and death of the mother of my child, you don't have to believe . Just assu your wife is dead."
"WT…"
The Boys slightly opened their mouths in shock at the information Roger had just revealed.
If they understood correctly, Butcher's wife was not only alive but had also given birth to Holander's child?!
But Butcher didn't care about that. He believed his wife was coerced by Holander. What he cared more about was whether his wife was still alive.
"If you say she's alive, then where is she now?"
Butcher looked at Roger.
Roger smiled at him, didn't answer imdiately, and instead asked:
"So, are you ready to talk now?"
…
Buzz, buzz,
The phone in Queen Maeve's hero suit pocket vibrated. Having just finished an event, she took out her phone, praying that this ti it had nothing to do with Holander.
She didn't want to go far to find Holander again.
She took out her phone and, seeing the na in her contacts, breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't Holander. It was her ex-girlfriend, Elena.
But as she thought about it, Maeve's heart tightened again.
She would rather it be a call about Holander because now that Elena was calling, it ant that the girl they had saved might be causing so trouble.
Thinking of this, Maeve quickly walked to a secluded corner and answered the phone.
"Elena?"
"Maeve, I think you should co over."
"What's wrong? Did sothing happen to the girl?"
Maeve asked.
Elena said, "I don't know. She's been very anxious since earlier. I don't understand sign language very well, but I can guess that soone is looking for her…"
"Damn it!"
Hearing what Elena said, Maeve guessed that Vought had probably sent soone to find the girl!
She quickly said to Elena, "Elena, hide the girl well. I'll be there soon!"
"Maeve, will we be okay?"
Elena asked worriedly on the phone.
Maeve said, "Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. Wait for . I'll be there soon!"
After a few words, Maeve ended the call with Elena and took out her phone to call Roger.
The distance between the stadium where A-Train's race was held and Elena's house was far. Unless Maeve had A-Train's speed, it would take at least half an hour to get to Elena's house.
And that's not considering traffic.
So Maeve thought of Roger. With Holander's flying speed, Maeve could get there in less than five minutes.
Assuming Roger was near the stadium.
Maeve quickly called Roger and told him about Elena. On the other end of the line, Roger said:
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. You contact A-Train first."
"A-Train? Should I tell him about this?"
"Of course not! Just confirm A-Train's location. If he's not at the stadium, I'll go directly to Elena's house."
Roger hung up after speaking.
Maeve wasn't stupid. She quickly understood the significance of what Roger asked her to do.
That girl… had sothing to do with A-Train?
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