Chapter 29
A distance of a hand’s breadth. Roughly around 10 centimeters, just a small gap between them.
“Sh-shit…”
The color of the man’s face turns cold. His feet, which were casually resting behind him, suddenly slip, causing him to fall to the floor.
Crash.
The simple sound echoes in Keyal’s ears. The man reaches out to resist, but he’s chosen the wrong target.
No matter what he tries—whether reaching out, swinging a blade, or anything else—it looks nearly impossible for the man to block the attack.
Keyal’s lips curl into a thin smirk.
With a cruel look in his eyes, he begins to glance down at the prey before him.
“What the hell do you want...?”
“Mm.”
Keyal murmurs briefly, stroking his chin.@@novelbin@@
What do I want…
He falls deep into thought. How can he extract this man’s information in the most valuable way? His mind begins to churn.
From the look of this lazy fool, it’s clear he’s probably not a key figure.
If I play along, maybe he’s the second-in-command in some shady underworld gang.
What do you think?
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