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Amos naturally remained completely oblivious to the ongoing fight for the knife above his head, and fully devoted himself to what he considered to be his only hope for making a coback.
It wasn't that he had forgotten or forgiven either his father or those who assisted the man in his suppression, though. Those old accounts had already been written down in his heart, and he would one day carefully settle them one by one.
First, however, he had to regain his strength. After all, if he just waited for his old subordinates at the Black Tiger to figure sothing out and get in touch with him, the risk of sothing going wrong in the anti was simply too high!
Instead, it was best for him to take his chances in the current economic and social turmoil of the usually stable Carn country! With is talent… who knows, maybe there would be no need for his people in the Black Tiger to prove their loyalty, even.
Looking at how few 'goons' this supposed 'boss' had managed to put together, however, the silver-haired boy couldn't help but frown. "Is that all you have?"
Although he understood that so nobody from that dog family couldn't have known real big shots anyway, it was still disappointing to see less than ten people in total!
The masked man in front of him snorted. "No, but this is all you're going to get if you don't have anything substantial to offer in return. We wouldn't even give you this chance if not for—"
Gritting his teeth hatefully, Amos interrupted him with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I get it, I get it! So enough with the yapping."
If not for the current situation being so bad, he would have definitely smacked this man upside down for even daring to suggest his credibility was lower than that nobody bitch who could only wait around to polish his boots.
Amos took a deep breath to calm himself down. 'Patience is the key… I can't rush! These fools think I'm down on my luck, but I have to make use of these idiots anyway.'
He was naturally well aware that getting away from that stumbling block of a father was only the first and smallest step for making a full recovery of his power and reputation, and the road ahead of him would be extrely arduous.
But when had he ever shied away from a challenge?
'If not for the underhanded tricks of that bitch and that bastard father of mine, how could I ever have landed in this situation?'
Amos knew that dwelling on the past wouldn't do him any good, though. What he needed to do now was quickly turn things around before that idiotic father of his made another dumb move to ruin things for him.
Fortunately, he already had the perfect plan in mind.
The silver-haired boy sneered. "Tell , can you guys grab one of the twins from under the Gray Wolfe's nose?"
Even Amos knew it was a tall order for these 'fools', and as expected, the cloaked man chuckled in amusent. "Do you think it's so easy? Even if we can sohow manage to get close enough to take them by surprise, would it be possible to get away in one piece?"
The silver-haired boy wasn't too disappointed. 'That bitch is lucky as always. If only these spineless goons were more competent, I could have easily made the Gray Wolfe and White Deer fight against each other to the death!'
Had that happened, even if he couldn't seize the opportunity to its fullest extent without proper funding, Amos felt confident in being able to grow in Carn like a malignant tumor.
Even if the two idiotic beasts managed to regain their senses sohow, the silver-haired boy was sure that they wouldn't be able to touch him thanks to his army of goons.
After all, in Carn, laws only really existed on paper, and the strong could make their own rules as they pleased.
Compared to places like Oriana and Phoenix, this was virtually a paradise for the daring!
Amos nodded. "Let's not beat around the bush. Since you claim to have strength greater than what you're showing now, tell … you can at least get close to them, right?"
"Of course." Although he agreed, the cloaked man couldn't help but wonder how this guy's brain worked. 'If not for her instructions… I wouldn't even waste my breath talking to this moron. Why is he so sure that we'll just do whatever he says?'
Unfortunately, he not only had to pretend to follow this idiot's orders, but also protect him at the sa ti!
Although the princess only needed him to remain 'alive', it wasn't so easy remaining close to this guy and keeping an eye on his activities, especially considering his personality issues.
Most disgustingly, this guy could even be heard cursing at their princess from ti to ti, making it extrely difficult to resist tearing his throat out!
Forget about being loyal, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that all of the silver-haired boy's current subordinates were his 'sworn enemies' already. Including the girl who snuck him out of the Nightingale clan, which made the confidence Amos showed look even more like a joke.
Naturally, he had no idea that the silver-haired boy felt it was only to be expected for them to want to follow him and try to prove their value.
After all, wasn't it a once in a lifeti opportunity for these nobodies to beco close assistants to soone like him? Had it not been for his streak of bad luck recently, they wouldn't even be qualified to polish his boots!
Moreover, given that he was in the worst possible situation already, the only reason they would want to get along with him must be because they were greedy for his potential.
There was no way they would risk disappointing him.
A ruthless glint flashed in the silver-haired boy's eyes. "Since you're able to get close to them, there is no need to worry about taking them away. Just… kill!"
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