Malova shook at Kaze’s offhanded remark. Her eyes burned with rage. “You’re asking for it, bastard! You’re asking for it! Ah!” Malova looked up, her vicious eyes meeting Kaze’s as she let out a deranged scream. Brad’s death propelled her into a breakdown. “Kill him!“Cut him to pieces!“I don’t care how you do it. I want him dead in a minute.” Malova screamed manically while pointing at Kaze. Gun was not the choice of weapon since Malova wanted Kaze chopped up. Malova’s confidantes pulled out their blades and charged toward Kaze. “Swish!” A flurry of deadly swords rained down on Kaze. The blades sliced through the air. The Ettingers’ minions backed away, the horror evident in their pale faces. Even they had to keep their distance from the conflict, let alone Kaze and Conan who were in the thick of it.“Watch out, Kaze!” Conan reminded Kaze, nearly falling to the ground on his bottom. However, Kaze kept a blank face. Instead of moving back, he advanced
“Argh! Ah!”The Ettingers’ followers, who stood in defense of Malova, let out terrified cries and collapsed to the ground. The door to the chalet was so near in sight when the commotion in the back caught Malova’s attention. She looked back, only to shriek in horror. “You’re a monster!“Help me, Newell!” Malova picked up the pace to get inside the chalet. A towering figure showed up at the door. “Newell!” Malova had one foot through the door when Newell came in the nick of time. The terror dissipated in her face. Newell narrowed his eyes at Kaze, who was in pursuit of Malova, and yelled angrily, “Stop, asshole! You have no business here.” “Kill him, Newell! He killed Brad!” now that she was safe, Newell shouted in relief. Furious, Newell glared at Kaze. “How dare you kill my son. I’m going to get you!” Kaze eyed Newell with a blank face and hurled the sword. “Urgh!” The sword pierced through the air and plunged into Malova’s back as she tried to turn around.
“Newell Ettinger, your son and your sister had it coming, you have no one to blame for their deaths. So who are you trying to fool by crying and acting like the victim? “If it’s Scarlet, then you might be disappointed. Not only her, but even if the Viper Queen is here, your family will perish today. By family, I mean you as well!” Kaze finally revealed his murderous intent at the end of his sentence. Brad and Malova died because of him and there was no way to dissolve the conflict between him and the Ettingers anymore. Therefore, Kaze did not plan to let Newell live as well. Newell’s eyelid twitched when he heard Kaze. The sorrow on his face faded and was replaced by a frighteningly calm look. Too calm, actually. “Kaze Lee, you are much smarter than I thought.” His voice sounded frosty and could send chills down one’s spine. Even the other family members were surprised, their jaws dropped. The branch leader calmed down a little too quickly. Was the sorrow all an act?
As his words subsided, Newell raised his hand. Shoo! A sword from one of the agent’s waist flew out from its sheath and landed in his hand. A heaven-shattering murderous intent erupted from him. He no longer bothered to cover his true intentions. So what if the Viper Queen invited Kaze to be the branch leader? Newell still could kill Kaze and snatch the position from him. “Everything is destined? Survival of the fittest?” Kaze showed a ridiculing smile. “Not a bad idea. Let’s put it to the test. I also need to make an example of someone so that I can solidify my position as a branch leader. “Newell Ettinger, you are the South River Branch Leader so you are qualified to be my stepping stone.” Make an example? A stepping stone? The other members of the Ettingers were astonished by Kaze’s outrageous remark. Newell was able to strengthen his position as a branch leader, not because his sister married a good husband and secured many valuable connections and resourc
There was no fancy technique or skill involved in the slash, just a simple battle of strength between the two. Anyone could see that Kaze got the upper hand. Newell was completely outmatched in the battle of strength, which was surprising. The man was in his prime. He was overflowing with energy and vitality, not dying and old, yet Kaze was able to overpower him. It was unbelievable not only to others but also to himself. Newell’s expression turned bitter. He finally realized how ridiculously powerful Kaze was. The brief impact hurt him internally, and he could feel his organs and legs shaking to varying degrees. Newell understood that if he had been a different person, he would have been a corpse by now. After a deep breath, he said coldly, “Kaze Lee, you are indeed very strong. I have underestimated you, but you killed my son and my sister. You will not live to see tomorrow’s sun!” As soon as his words subsided, he pulled out a gun from his waist. He unlocked th
Delighted as if he saw the beacon of hope, Newell said, “Thank you, Chief Delegate…” Thump! Before he could finish, Kaze flung the broken sword at him, stabbing into his chest and pinning him against the door of the courtyard. “Ugh…” Newell groaned in pain. He looked at Kaze in disbelief. “H-How dare you attack me!” He never expected Kaze to attack him without a second of hesitation in Scarlet’s presence. “I said, from the moment you set this all up to kill me, you should have expected me to retaliate and eventually take your life. Not even Autumn, the Viper Queen, can save you today.” Kaze walked closer. “No! Chief Delegate, please save me!” Newell begged for mercy as he continued to bleed, but his plea did not work at all. Kaze flicked the hilt of the sword, sending a powerful vibration into Newell’s body. Buzz! The broken blade vibrated violently, ripping the remaining life force away from Newell’s body. Everyone in the Ettinger family was shocked by the un
“Kaze Lee, you!” The other elite agents of the Viper’s Den were infuriated but scared as well. They did not expect Kaze to strike one of them. Even Newell would have to be humble and respectful to them when he was alive. However, Kaze slapped one of them without any solid reason, treating them similarly to the Ettingers. His arrogance was intolerable to some of the elite agents. “Chief Delegate, please do something!” “He’s going out of control! He must be punished!” Everyone looked at Scarlet, hoping that she would intervene. “That’s enough.” Scarlet, who had been quiet since the rampage started, suddenly bellowed, “Bunch of useless fools. You think you are the elite agents from headquarters and that gives you the right to be arrogant? “I shall let Branch Leader Lee teach you guys a lesson so that you know your place.” The elite agents of Viper’s Den flushed with emotions but none of them dared to argue. They looked at Kaze with utmost resentment. To them, K
Kaze’s tone grew colder as he asked. When he finally voiced his questions, the other Viper’s Den agents were shocked and looked at him with disbelief. Who exactly was Kaze Lee? How dare he call the Viper Queen by her name and demand an explanation? “Branch Leader Lee, you said the Ettingers colluded with ninjas from Ryokan. Are you sure about that?” Scarlet asked. Kaze said indifferently, “Last night, a ninja from Ryokan tried to assassinate me at Lilyrose Funeral Home. I managed to seize the ninja’s body from Newell’s son.” Scarlet frowned. A moment of silence later, she said, “Branch Leader Lee, if your words are true, then as an agent of the Viper’s Den colluding with foreign forces, Newell Ettinger must be punished. “I will investigate this matter. If it’s true, I will arrest the entire Ettinger family and let you decide their fate. What do you say about that?” She did not simply believe Kaze’s words because it was a serious crime to collude with foreign forces. S
Morris was in his study, wiping a plaque of commandments that was covered in dust. Due to his commitment to the Viper’s Den, he had neglected his family for years and left his son in his wife’s care. Morris regretted doing so. Unaware of the impending danger, Clemont enjoyed drinks with his friends. They were having fun, playing drinking games. Losing the game, Clemont downed a glass of liquor. Things could get far and exciting in a game. It was then that the door swung open. Clemont’s driver entered the room. “Young Master Siegfried, the master is waiting for you at home,” the driver said, noting the complexity of the situation. The only thing on his mind was to take Clemont away. Tipsy from the drinks, Clemont waved his arm. “Let him wait. What’s the rush to get home?” Clemont’s friends were shocked. Nothing scared Clemont like his father. However, Clemont toughened up for once. “Young Master Siegfried, why don’t you call it a night?” “Yeah. I’m sur
“What’s that supposed to mean? When have I ever made a mistake?” Morris heard nothing of that sort. It could only mean that his people had done nothing wrong. However, Edmund could not possibly get aggressive on the phone. Something must have happened, and he simply had no idea. Morris felt unsettled like something big was about to happen. “You seem to be lax when managing your people. You don’t seem to know what goes on around your house.“Is your age getting to you? Is that why you can’t handle most of the work? If you can’t get your own house in order, how will you ever manage the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch?” Edmund called to say his piece. It was his way to make Morris step down. Though it was likely that Morris would resign, Edmund could at least make things unpleasant for him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Morris was completely in the dark, but Edmund must hold some secret to act so cocky. Despite his troubled feelings, Morris kept his cool and calmly aske
Since it was a rare opportunity, Edmund had to settle the score with them properly. He knew opportunities like this were hard to come by so he had to seize them well. “I understand. I will take care of the guest,” Rosie said. She was glad that her information was useful to her boss. After Edmund hung up the phone, Rosie then looked at the unconscious Kaze. “You are indeed more useful than I thought. Hardly anyone has ever managed to impress Edmund.” She did not feel sorry for Kaze, believing that everything happened as it was meant to. She knew that to climb higher, she had to please her superior. With the Wittersons on the rise, now was the perfect time for her to pledge her loyalty to Edmund. When the Wittersons truly took over the Westeros Branch, she would become one of the most powerful people in the city, second only to them. She was looking forward to that day. Since Kaze was fast asleep and no arrangements could be made, Rosie went out to call her men and
“If you are not here to have fun, then why did you come to Westeros?” Rosie asked. Kaze looked like he had one glass too many and could barely keep himself awake. When he looked up at Rosie, he felt lightheaded and could not keep his balance. “I am here to c-complete my mission.” Kaze could not even speak clearly, seemingly already drunk. Rosie let out a breath of relief. She then took his glass away. Kaze fell onto the couch lazily and adjusted himself into a comfortable position. He even had a hiccup. Rosie did not mind Kaze passing out in front of her. She got up and then squatted in front of him. “What is your mission here in Westeros?” She did not expect to fish out useful information from Kaze, but now she could bring this information to Edmund and exchange it for a reward. “I am here to solve the problem. Something happened here in the Viper’s Den and I am here to find out more. After that, someone else will take over,” Kaze muttered as he closed his eyes.
Rosie’s charm and beauty were reasons why she was able to run the club smoothly. No matter what happened, she possessed the capabilities to solve it without exacerbating it. All those aspects made Edmund choose her. A qualified employee trusted to run a business did not need to be a genius. One only needed to carefully operate the business and not cause trouble for the employer. That alone would be enough. “There’s indeed someone powerful who gave me a chance but I want to use my own strength to win their recognition.” Rosie was well aware that due to her beauty, many often looked down and underestimated her. She had to stay sharp and clear-headed to avoid unnecessary trouble. “That might be a little difficult but I believe you got what it takes,” Kaze said with a serious tone as if he knew Rosie well. “Thank you for your kind words. I hope everything turns out as expected.” She did not have to worry about that because Edmund fully trusted her and put her in charge of m
Clemont let out a breath of relief when he saw that his friends were not saying anything more. He brought them somewhere else to party. He spent a lot in a single night but he finally gained the respect that he longed for. Back at the club, after Clemont and his friends left, the corridor to the VIP section finally quieted down. The waiters cleaned up the place and then returned to their work. Kaze stayed back and looked at Rosie, waiting for her response. “Thank you for today. I would be hurt if not for you,” she said, expressing her gratitude. She was surprised that Kaze intervened but she was truly grateful for his help. “It’s nothing.” Kaze waved his hand nonchalantly and then wanted to return to his own room. “Why don’t I take care of the bill for you tonight? Consider it as a token of gratitude since you saved me from getting hurt,” Rosie said. Her interest in Kaze was piqued, wondering who he really was. She knew he was from Butterworth and had heard that
Clemont was born with a silver spoon and raised like a prince as he was the youngest in the family. He knew his father’s current situation, which explained why he behaved arrogantly. He thought his actions could help his father but little did he know, they were causing a huge trouble. Kaze made it verbal but the spoiled brat did not appreciate the warning and simply felt annoyed. “What do I mean? I guess you have to ask your father about it.” Kaze looked at Clemont coldly. There was no way a useless trust-fund baby could achieve anything great under the protection of his family. Every action that Clemont took was causing damage to his family. Kaze initially intended to use the Siegfrieds to his advantage, which explained why he did not act immediately. Now that Clemont had come under his radar, Kaze ought to use the chance. He managed to showcase his strength to Rosie earlier and what he said to Clemont would surely raise more suspicion in her. Kaze must come up wit
Rosie was shocked. She almost got kicked by some spoiled brat. She was not happy about it. She revered Clemont’s background and had been tolerant with the brat but he stepped over the line when he decided to be physical. Rosie looked up to Kaze who was hugging her. He was just outside the crowd and decided to step in when he heard the commotion. She did not expect him to save her. It was a surprise but it allowed her to see his capabilities. The man from Butterworth had been hiding his abilities from everyone all along. Rosie smiled at him before getting back up on her feet. “Thank you for your help,” she said softly. “It’s nothing. It’s the right thing to do,” Kaze said. Kaze was the type of person who could never stand seeing the weak being bullied. “Who the hell are you? What do you think you are doing?” Clemont bellowed. He was outraged and needed to vent his emotions. Since Kaze had intervened, it gave Clemont a chance to lash out at him. “Stop causing a
“I told you this is my club! They have to listen to me! Now open the damn door!” Clemont was furious after being questioned. He started to kick the door like a madman. The waiters were worried but they dared not do anything. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside! VIP guests!” the waiter added. He dared not reveal the identity of the guest inside. Zidane informed all employees earlier that no one shall reveal the VIP guest’s identity or even mention that the suite was booked by Edmund. It was to keep things low. Therefore, the waiter dared not speak any of it even to Clemont. Unfortunately, Clemont stubbornly believed the waiter was lying to him. “What guests?! You’re lying to me! You said there were guests inside but even after I kicked the door, there was no answer! Open it up. Don’t be stupid!” he shouted. He cared not about the others when he shouted. He was impulsive at nature. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside. You can’t do this,” the