Accompanied by a low figure of compound language.

Six on the left hand and seven on the right.

The two gestures were completed in an instant, and a dazzling light bloomed in Jason's hands.

Ahh

The unsuspecting assailant rolled to the ground with his eyes covered.

The darkness in front of Jason's eyes gradually dissipated, and although it had not yet completely faded, the vague figure could already be seen.

That's enough!

Jason rushed towards the attacker who was able to use the arcane arts.

The short-handled broad-bladed machete in his hand slashed straight down.

Burst!

After the knife, the opponent stopped rolling and made no sound.

However, the screams did not stop.

It wasn't just this one attacker who was shrouded by the [Flash Technique], there were several others around.

Without pause, Jason stabbed one step at a time, one by one.

After quickly learning about these sudden attackers, Jason realized that Raymond, who had been shot several times, was not dead.

The other party's eyes widened, staring at the night sky blankly, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Glancing at Raymond's injury, Jason, who thought he couldn't handle it properly, turned his head and walked towards the attacker who could use secret arts, and behind him, the hand that 'sniper' Raymond raised with all his might hung weakly on the ground.

His gaze at the night sky became more and more hollow.

Jason meticulously searched for the loot.

Unfortunately, the results were not satisfactory.

In addition to 20 derees and 3 derees, the opponent had a dagger and a flintlock pistol.

It's all normal-level stuff, and it doesn't have any fragrance.

Jason stood up in disappointment, searching for the other attackers.

Aside from weapons, even coins are pitiful.

More than a dozen people add up to just over 4 del.

The clothes of these attackers were also very tattered, although they were local clothes, but they were mainly dirty and shabby, only the occult user was slightly better, but some were better, and they could only be said to be clean.

"Which force is this?"

Until the exact mark is found, Jason simply can't tell.

Fortunately, footsteps sounded in the distance.

Little Leader came with someone.

Gerald's valet took over the rest.

"Huh!"

When he saw Raymond 'Sniper', Little Leader was surprised.

Clearly, he was amazed at the tenacious vitality of the other party.

"There's a living mouth here!"

"Treat this first!"

Little Leader shouted at the man behind him.

Then, he quickly took out a brand new coat and draped it over the ragged Jason.

The whole process is extremely proficient.

Apparently not the first time this has been done.

"My lord, please go back to 111 Delun Street."

"I'll do the rest."

Little Leader said softly.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded.

He doesn't do everything himself.

Because, leaving some things to a professional is far better than him as an amateur.

The carriage was already ready.

As Jason boarded the carriage, two of his attendants rode up and followed.

The surrounding guards watched the carriage go away at the same time.

Strength is always the capital to win the respect of others.

Fighting side by side will speed up the process.

……

Just as Jason was returning to 111 Delen Street in his carriage.

Gerald, who kept receiving messages, had a gloomy look on his face.

He pulled the bell in the room.

Unlike the others, this bell leads to the old butler's room.

About two minutes later, Lead, dressed in a butler's suit, appeared in the study on the fifth floor.

"Why did you give the invitation to Jason?"

Gerald asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master Hans."

The old butler said truthfully.

Mother?

Gerald was stunned.

The ruler of Hanse Harbor thought a lot, both on the negligence of the old steward and on the testing methods that the old steward was accustomed to.

Either way, he can understand it.

Although still angry.

However, he never thought of his mother.

"Mother, why did she do that?"

"Jason is my cousin!"

"It's her only nephew!"

Gerard couldn't help but ask.

The voice seemed to be raised a little because of the emotion.

However, Gerald did not think that the old butler would answer him.

So, after saying that, he was ready to ask his mother directly.

But what the Hans Harbour Keeper didn't expect was that the old butler spoke again.

"It's a workout!"

"Lord Hans is exercising Lord Jason!"

"That one can't take it anymore!"

"The harbor of Hanse is far more dangerous than any moment – eagles cannot spread their wings without experiencing wind and rain."

The old housekeeper said seriously, word by word.

Gerald looked at the old butler.

After a moment, the frown loosened slightly.

"Is that so?"

Gerald muttered to himself.

"Of course."

"Lord Jason is Lord Hans's only nephew."

"Your cousin too!"

"That's why Master Hans doesn't want anything to happen to His Excellency Jason!"

The old butler nodded.

Such a reason, which met his expectations, convinced Gerrard.

Then the ruler of Hanse Harbour began to think seriously.

"Jason's strength is good, but it's good, and he still lacks some means to deal with it......"

"And those secret techniques can't be practiced in a short period of time."

"Some rare items?"

Gerald muttered.

Looking at Gerald with this appearance, the old butler couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Mistress Hans had complete control over Mistress Gerald's inner thoughts, and knew how to persuade his son.

And Mistress Gerald......

There are some things that you don't experience for yourself.

It's something that can never be understood.

The old butler, who was thinking silently in his heart, began to prepare dinner for Jason as Gerald had instructed.

Gerald walked downstairs.

He was ready to greet his cousin in person.

Although he was still a little reckless in his details, he had the same fighting style as him, which pleased the ruler of Hanse Harbor.

I think this is the proof of blood.

The same tall, muscular figure.

Same fighting style.

Although the looks are not similar, this is enough, isn't it?

When he passed the second floor, he saw those 'relatives' who looked at him flatteringly, and Gerald's eyes immediately appeared with disgust, especially compared to his cousin, and the disgust became more and more intense.

He didn't expel these guys directly, which was already the greatest tolerance.

However, he also asked Little Leader to investigate these people again.

He always felt that these people were carefully disguised to cheat and cheat.

The entrance to 111 Delun Street.

When Gerald walked out, Denise was already waiting.

Denise, who was sitting on the steps with her hands on her knees, quietly looked at the door, like a dog waiting for her owner to come home.

And as the carriage appeared in view, Dennis jumped up and rushed towards the carriage.

Looking at the swaying cloth skirt, Gerald always had the image of a wagging dog tail in his mind.

Shaking his head, Gerald smiled and walked down the steps.

Jason saw Denise and Gerald.

This made Jason, who had just finished eating and maintained his sense of pleasure, smile.

But the next moment,

The person who appeared in the field of vision made Jason's brow furrow.