“It doesn't matter. He was just doing his job. Don't do anything to him, Sole Wolf.”
Zeke was worried that the warrior would kill Bertram due to his anger.
Indeed, he was that ruthless.
“Should I help you out now, Zeke?”
“No need. If I really wanted to leave, would I need your help? This is all just part of my plan.”
“What plan?”
“Kush Clan has been hiding too well, so it's really difficult to find them. My plan is to get locked up in here to draw them out.”
“F*ck! Kush Clan is just full of cowards. They didn't dare to fight openly, and all they do is make sneaky moves like this.”
“That's enough, Sole Wolf. You should leave first. I'll let you know if anything happens.”
“How about I stay here with you, Zeke? If I beat Bertram up right now, he'll lock me up in here for sure.”
“Just leave. I'm warning you once more, don't do anything without my orders, and do not attack anyone blindly.”
“All right, then.”
With that, Sole Wolf left with a rather dejected look on his face.
He wasn't worried for Zeke, since such a small police station would never be able to hold him.
Meanwhile, at Sheldon's mansion, the rooms have gotten darker, and a pungent stench permeated the air.
The man knew that the smell was left behind by Lucy.
He could also feel that King had become more conscious and aware of his surroundings. Even his thoughts were affected by his consciousness.
King smiled in satisfaction. “You did a great job. Bring me more strong women with different origins next time. Their consciousness is very useful to me.”
“No problem. As long as Your Majesty is happy.”
“How is the job I asked you to do?”
“Everything is going well. Rhett is dead, and Zeke has become the prime suspect and was locked up.”
Oh?
King was a little surprised.
He knew that Zeke was the Great Marshal. How is it possible that the Great Marshal is being locked up so easily?
After pondering about it, he understood what was happening.
Zeke must be planning to draw me out by getting himself locked up.
King merely sneered at the thought of this. As if I'd head out so stupidly. I'll just kill you off secretly.
“What should we do next, Your Majesty?” Sheldon asked carefully.
“Since Rhett is dead, the Mitxel family will send someone else to handle Project Mitxel. You have to maintain good relations with them so that you can get the project into your hands. It doesn't matter if you don't earn any money, or if you have to pay them for it. Get the project no matter what.”
Huh?
“Your Majesty, isn't the purpose of getting Project Mitxel to earn money?”
“Money? It's like dirt to someone with my stature. I have other plans for Project Mitxel after getting the collaboration rights for it.”
“I understand. Then, about Zeke... Should I assassinate him?”
“No!” King answered determinedly. “You don't have to care about him anymore. Just let him rot in his cell.”
Even if there were a million Sheldons, they wouldn't be a match for Zeke. The latter might end up killing him instead, and it would just be disastrous for King.
Sheldon didn't dare to say anything to fight back even though he was frustrated about the situation.
“All right. Just work according to the plan. Don't waste any time.”
“Understood!” the former answered before turning to leave.
“Hmph! I heard you're looking for the third Fortuna, Zeke. You didn't know that it's hidden in Project Mitxel, did you? Just wait in your cell, then. When I swallow up the third Fortuna, I'm going to come for you,” King sneered coldly.
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