However, the person standing in front of him slightly tilted his head to the side.

�Are you in a position to say that you can�t do something right now?�
�What kind of-�
�You�re dead if you can�t do it.�

Smile.

The lips underneath the black half-mask smiled as beautifully as a painting.

�This crazy-!�

Count Mock glared at Informant Bob who was smiling at him.

�Ugh!�

However, he soon groaned as the rope binding him tightened.

He then heard a firm voice behind him.

�Can�t we just kill him?�

Count Mock�s face turned pale.

He wasn�t afraid of the Dark Elf half-blood in front of him. This bastard was unique because he could use magic, but that wasn�t a big obstacle for Mock.

However, he could not say the same for the woman behind his back right now.

�I just want to get rid of anything related to the White Star.�

The pressure she then gave off was even stronger than Dragon Fear.

Mock was sweating bullets because of this pressure that was focused solely on him.

�Hoo hoo. Count Mock, you look terrible.�

Mock started to frown at Duke Fredo who was smiling at him.

��You damn traitor-�

Clang!

A sharp sword appeared in front of him.

�You talk too much. Just hurry up and answer whether it is possible or not.�

Choi Han�s sword was pointed at him. JrNovels.com