Chapter 250 Return to Millfall?
"Shit! Boss, that woman is from the Congregation of Revelation! She's one of the overseers of Millfall's Awakening Temple!" One of Vicente's men shouted to his Don when he realized the identity of that badly wounded but still-breathing woman.
With a green talent, an unusual magical form, and a level 5, there was no way that woman would die easily for Vicente, even considering all of her unusual qualities.
Seeing her beautiful, delicate face, now a bit pale with blood dripping from her nose and lips, Vicente narrowed his eyes when he heard the voice of one of his men.
"Congregation of Revelations, huh? I didn't expect the members of that powerful organization to be mere thieves now. I think maybe you're going downhill..."
"You bastard! Don't you dare speak ill of our holy faith!" Mark shouted, trying to ignore the pain in his body.
"What right have you to say that, Cesar Mazzanti?" Jasmine managed to look at him as she found herself surrounded by moving blades. She was fragile but still conscious.
"I have every right to say that. I'm a criminal. I don't act like a protector of good, nor do I try to control the lives of magicians worldwide by pretending to act for the greater good." He said in a sharp tone.
"Tsk!"
"Then what are you going to do? Now that you know who we are, you know that if you kill one of us, you'll be in a terrible condition. You don't have the strength to kill all of us. If you exhaust yourself, one of my companions will run away and turn the whole organization against you." Jasmine said although she was very weak and almost losing consciousness.
Vicente's men made fearful expressions, for that was indeed a fact. They were practically out of ammunition. At the same time, even if their leader could recover with a potion, the time he would need to do so would be enough for one of those three to do the same and escape.
He wouldn't be able to take care of all three if they decided to flee simultaneously!
Even if they were injured, one or two of them could escape from Vicente's group with relative ease!
If that happened, they would be screwed!
Vicente realized the problem and looked seriously into the pink-haired woman's eyes. 'I really won't be able to kill all three of them. In that case, I can't kill any of them, or I'll be in trouble. Their organization will come after me, and I'll be finished.'
He gritted his teeth, once again in that terrible position where one mistake would wipe out everything he had built.
"What am I going to do?" He said as he looked at Jasmine. "Since that's the case, I'm afraid I will have to take one of you for protection. I think it will be you."
"What?" Mark shouted, almost forgetting the many wounds on his body. "No! I won't allow it! If you touch a single strand of hair..."
"Quiet!" Vicente moved a hand, and a piece of metal covered Mark's mouth.
"You want what I have, right? Do you want my gold? I'll give you a chance to make a deal that benefits both sides. I have someone capable of erasing your memories who can help us. If you don't take this matter to your superiors, we'll meet in Millfall in a month. Then, we'll make a deal, and I'll pay you a sum that's good for both our groups, and I'll release your companion.
But if you've done anything like alerting your superiors or even the authorities about your suspicions of what I've done, forget about getting anything from me. I'll destroy everything I stole and kill your companion.
You will gain nothing in this situation, so carefully think before you betray me." Vicente said, thinking of a way to buy time with these people.
'I will kill them as soon as I reach level 3.' His eyes narrowed under his mask.
Meanwhile, Mark had his own thoughts. 'Do you think I'm going to make this stupid deal? I know plenty of others who are ready to act against you when they find out how much wealth you have, Cesar.'
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