Chapter 237: Rinella’s Destiny is Her Own (30)

The middle-aged man’s complexion held no sway over me.

With each deliberate step I took, he struggled, futilely attempting to drag his body backward.

But he couldn’t outpace me.

Setting the hatchet down with a resounding thud, I crouched to meet his gaze eye to eye.

The fear in his eyes intensified, perhaps due to the realization that the stone floor beneath the hatchet could easily become a weapon.

“So, answer quickly while I’m still a pacifist… yeah? To whom did you sell these people?”

“Y-Young Master… You must be mistaken….”

Now, a polite tone flowed from the middle-aged man’s mouth, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor. He had finally grasped the fragile thread of reason.

His pretense had melted away, and was now replaced by genuine sincerity.

He painfully realized who held the reins of power in this situation.

“I-I’m just a tool! I have no use for you even if you take me as a hostage! Right now, dozens of organization members are gathering here… Among them, won’t there be anyone who can defeat you, Young Master?”

With a scoff, I suppressed my murmur as he pleaded with a trembling voice.

“N-Now… It’s not too late. Let’s discuss a solution together. I-I don’t want to die!”

“You won’t die.”

With those words, I rose to my feet.

Footsteps echoed in the long corridor, signaling the approach of reinforcements.

It seemed that any commotion in the reception room triggered an alert, spreading the news swiftly. Yet, the security measures were lacking, typical of a mere gang.

Was there truly someone capable of defeating me?

Even if they underestimated me, I was still a senior in the academy. These thugs, and even the former mercenaries I had just faced, were no match for my skills.

Even if I considered their numbers.