What!?
The crowd was instantly filled with rage.
They dare they fabricate a martyr’s certificate? They deserve the death penalty!
Weston furiously tore the martyr’s certificate’s into pieces. “Such insolence! I thought you were an honest man, Joshua. I didn’t think you’d be so full of tricks! You and your family have ten minutes to get the hell out of Octagon Row, or I’ll personally help you guys move out.”
Sage wanted to break down at the sight of the martyr’s certificate being torn.
That’s the only thing that can prove Frederick’s innocence!
Sage ran to carefully pick up the pieces of the certificate. “This is real! It’s not fake,” She insisted, crying. “My brother really is a martyr. Boohoo... You’re all a bunch of bullies!”
Zeke sighed helplessly.
Even Paul Hunt of the Atheville military couldn’t erase these neighbors’ prejudices.
Looks like I’ll have to use my trump card.
He was going to get Wolf’s Greed to come over and stand before all these neighbors to prove that Frederick was indeed a part of the Great Marshal’s army!
Surely someone from the Great Marshal’s army would be able to remove all their doubts.
Wolf’s Greed, a member of the Alpha Suicide Squad, was on par with Sole Wolf in terms of abilities.
After dominating the nine countries, Wolf’s Greed had returned to Eurasia and was now watching over Atheville.
Zeke dialed Wolf’s Greed’s number in front of everyone.
Zeke dialed Wolf’s Greed’s number in front of everyone.
The call was quickly picked up.
“You’ve finally called me, Zeke. What can I do for you?” Wolf’s Greed’s voice trembled with excitement.
Zeke answered, “I’ve found Hunting Wolf.”
Hmm?
Hunting Wolf turned even more worked up. “Damn! Where is he? That punk promised to introduce his sister to me. I’ve been searching for him for five whole years!”
Zeke was speechless for a moment.
“Number 4, Trey Alley, Octagon Row in Atheville. That’s where his home is.”
“Sh*t!” Wolf’s Greed’s cursed. “So that punk’s been right there all along? Why didn’t he ever come to me? Is he that worried I’d marry his sister?”
Zeke sighed. “He’s dead. Everyone thinks he deserted. I want you to come over right now and prove that he was a martyr as well as one of the ten right-hand men of the Great Marshal!”
Wolf’s Greed fell silent for a long while before finally taking a deep breath.
“I’ll be there right away!”
Sole Wolf’s eyes lit up.
Wolf’s Greed really is full of greed. His deSire to kill is insatiable. He gets rid of every enemy he comes across.
Now that he’s making his way here, Weston and Quincy are as good as dead.
Zeke hung up on the call soon after.
The crowd stared at him peculiarly before they all burst into laughter.
“Pffft... Hahah! I’m about to die laughing!”
“Did he really just call Wolf’s Greed, the general of Atheville, to personally drop by and prove that Frederick was one of the Great Marshal’s elite soldiers?”
“Haha! If Frederick really were part of the Great Marshal’s troops, he would have risen through the ranks five years ago. Why did he end up being killed instead?”
“This guy here needs to be more realistic with his lies.”
From the crowd’s conversation, a perceptive Zeke received an important piece of information. Frederick had been murdered!
The killer will pay!
Weston looked full of disdain. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one who hit Quincy.”
“That’s right. It was him,” Quincy remarked.
Weston took a steel pipe from his subordinate and handed it to Quincy. “Hit him as much as you want, Dr. Lang. If he dares fight back, I will take his life on the spot.”
Quincy was elated. “Thank you for the opportunity, Mr. Simpson.”
He walked toward Zeke with a cold smile.
Sage began to panic. “D-Don’t hit him,” She pleaded while rushing in front of Zeke. “It’s no big deal... We can move out right away. You should go, Mr. Williams. We’ll come and look for you later.”
With a smile, Zeke shoved Sage behind him. “Don’t be afraid, Sage. Have you forgotten what I’ve told you? If the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for you.”
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