The flames burst into the sky, illuminating the entire Terna Street at night.

The waiter who was guarding the door was blown away and fell into the palm bushes on the side.

But the waiter did not care about the injury in the slightest, and after rolling on the ground several times, he rolled over and roared—

"Revival!"

"No ......"

The word 'extinguished' was not shouted.

The whole person fainted and fell to the ground.

Little Leader stood behind the other party, looking like a fierce murderous intent.

However, he didn't really move.

Although the original plan was unexpectedly changed, he and Jason had more than one backup plan in place.

Of course, the two of them considered the situation in front of them.

So, he knew very well that it was more important for this guy to be alive than dead.

Looking up at the burning 10 Terner Street, even though he was prepared, Little Leader was still secretly surprised in his heart.

There is no doubt that this should be a special bomb.

Ordinary bombs do not have this ability to ignite.

And also......

Sindel!

"Abandoned yet?"

"That's the way he always works!"

Little Leader sneered.

As Gerald's valet, he knew very well where the conflict between his lord and the ruler of the Federation was, and how it eventually broke out.

Therefore, it is not surprising to face the situation at hand.

Again, don't worry about Jason.

Jason holds his family's amulet, and there will be no problem in withstanding such an explosion and subsequent burning.

On the contrary, the concern is whether this particular bomb will be able to be mass-produced.

"If it is mass-produced, you must be vigilant in the future!"

Thinking of this, Little Leader waved his hand without a trace.

Immediately, the secret agents who were hiding around took action.

They pounced on those exposed by the explosion.

That's the whole point of the trip.

Of course, Little Leader didn't forget Jason, who offered to be the bait.

Turning around, little Leader looked at the figure that was gradually coming out of the flames.

"Your Excellency."

Looking at Jason, who walked out indifferently in the flames, unconsciously, Little Leader changed his name.

For those who know what will happen and dare to challenge death, Little Leader sincerely admires.

Especially...... The other party survived.

And, that in itself should be what he called.

It's just that the 'estrangement' that has never fought side by side before made Little Leader choose to be more polite.

And now?

Naturally, there is no need for it.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded, and was about to say something—

Bang!

Gunshot!

Gunshots came from the side rear, quite far away!

More than three times the perception of ordinary people, he quickly confirmed the direction of the gunshot, and then, Jason subconsciously wanted to dodge.

And then......

Didn't dodge.

Burst!

A blood spurt out of Jason's back.

The impact of the bullet carried him straight to the ground.

Little Lead, who was about to stand up straight, was stunned.

The calm that his face had been deliberately maintained could no longer be maintained.

Because, little Leader knows very well what Jason means to his own adult.

Loved ones, cousins who need to be protected.

The cousin who was drooling and holding his thighs and wanted to eat.

The cousin who had to be ignored because of his own 'career'.

Gerald was already full of guilt about Jason.

If Jason really died because of this incident......

Adults are going crazy!

Thinking of this, Little Leader was ready to pounce on Jason.

But at this time, Jason rolled over and sat up.

The wound on the back is gone.

It's just the torn clothes, telling little Leader that he wasn't hallucinating just now.

"What kind of secret art is this?"

The well-informed little Leader was completely stunned.

He had never heard of such a secret technique.

He didn't see Jason's slightly glowing eyes, holding a deformation bullet and twitching his nose.

It wasn't until Jason stood up that little Leader was gone.

"Your Excellency, you?"

"It's okay, it's not critical."

Jason replied.

Little Leader looked at the torn clothes in the back of his heart, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

However, when he saw Jason suddenly turn around and walk towards the rear, Little Leader immediately asked.

"Where are you going?"

"Hunt for ...... Eaters"

"No!"

"Someone gave me a shot, and I'm going to talk to him amicably."

Jason held the handle of the broad-bladed short-handled machete and said without looking back.

Soon disappeared from little Lead's view.

Looking at the direction where Jason's back disappeared, little Leader seemed to see his own adult charging in a trance.

Think about what happened to Master Jason just now.

"Sure enough!"

"Worthy of being an adult's cousin!"

Little Leader smiled, saluted in the direction where Jason's back had disappeared, and then turned and ran out of Terna Street.

The battle is not over yet.

……

Raymond quickly put away the 'Hunter' with the extremely long barrel.

The excitement in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

This was the first time he had used the 'Hunter' rifle in real combat.

The 'Hunter', which has a firing range four times higher than that of a regular flintlock pistol and uses special bullets to increase its penetrating power, is one of the new weapons.

But there is more than one new weapon.

The 'burner' just now is one of them.

However, the 'burner' and the 'hunter' are really far behind!

It's a great feeling to kill targets from a distance!

Raymond took a deep breath.

He needs to calm himself down quickly.

But thinking of the feeling of being 1,000 meters away just now, a fatal blow, he couldn't calm down.

Thinking that as the first person to bring the 'hunter' to the 'battlefield', he will definitely go down in history, and he can't calm down.

However, the long-term training has allowed him to know what he should do.

Put the disguised and split 'hunter' into the wheelbarrow.

He tore off his camouflage coat and replaced it with the wide-sleeved robe of the Hans Harbor.

As for skin tone?

Possessing a mixture of the natives of Hanse Harbor, he seems not afraid of being found abnormal.

Although he used to hate this kind of hybrid.

But this time, he was lucky to be selected for this plan because of this half-race skin color.

Then, he put the finishing touches on it.

It was a wooden box.

Inside the box, five bullets were placed upwards.

These bullets are different from ordinary projectiles.

Rather, it resembles an oblong shape.

It's like metal, it's wood.

There are also various patterns on it.

Rumor has it that these bullets are very special, and the cost of each one is similar to that of the 'Hunter', and Raymond becomes more and more excited at the thought that he has consumed a 'Hunter' with just one shot.

He smiled a somewhat tyrannical and bloodthirsty smile.

He wanted to shoot all five of his remaining bullets.

But the 'Hunter' is too slow to reload.

The barrel also needs to be cooled.

There is simply no ability to shoot a second shot in a short time.

And he had a total of six bullets, naturally because, after the mission.

"Next time!"

"Next time!"

"I've got to aim for my head!"

With this in mind, Raymond pushes the trolley and prepares the next hiding spot.

But at this time-

Bang!

A thick arm smashed directly through the wooden wall, pinching Raymond's forehead and most of his cheek.

Fingers dive deep into Raymond's forehead and cheeks.

Raymond, who thinks he has been trained for a long time, is dancing to break free.

But it's all useless.

Against the backdrop of those thick arms, it made him look like a monkey stuck in a thick tree trunk.

The next moment-

Bang!

There was a louder muffled noise, and Raymond was dragged out.