�I am looking for a hideout for purebloods.�If you provide the information, I�ll step back gracefully.�

�I heard rumors, Nike came to this city.�

Fowler aimed the Mega Gun again.

�Shut up and answer any questions I ask!�If you don�t want them to know that we�re scarier than that bastard.�

Feeling sincere, Eblon raised his hands.

�calm down.�What I mean is that we risk our lives too.�Hunters, you know better that if you get caught by Nike, you won�t die, right?�

�Are you going to make a deal?�

�No, it�s kind of a game.�

Eblon lowered his hand.

�We don�t even know where the Pureblood hideout is.�The hierarchical system of information, you know?�But I can make contact with Umbrella Man.�

�The Umbrella Man?�

�He�s a pure-blooded man who takes care of miscellaneous jobs.�I call it that because I always carry an umbrella.�

�How can I meet him?�

�It is you.�

Eblon pointed at Lian.

�The corpse of the knight of Mach.�

Fowler�s Megagun spewed fire, and Eblon, hit by a silver bullet, flew to the ledge.

A bottle of wine spilled over and over, and she screamed in agony, exposing her fangs.

�Keeeh!�

�Where is the repair work?�

Only then did the half horses in the club stop playing and turn towards the Genocide team.

�Ouch!�Whoops!�

It didn�t have the dignity of pure blood, but the black pupils and bloody fangs were definitely demons.

�stop.�

Eblon said, clutching at the wound.

�We cannot win.�

Even though it was daytime, he was the culprit of the incident that made Nike run away with a single blow.

Fowler climbed onto the ledge and aimed the Mega Gun.

�Tell me straight.�Umbrella Man, where are you?�

I didn�t think I could easily get the truth from them, so I left the party alone. JrNovels.com