Chapter - 1709

Seeing that, both Yeurquin and Meilani hurried over to him.

“How’s Gerald’s condition, master?” asked Yeurquin in a concerned tone.

“He’s fine for now, though he’ll need to recuperate properly for the next few days. Until then, do take care of him. While I’d love to stay, I must leave now to deal with some affairs,” replied Sumeru before leaping off and disappearing almost instantaneously.

While Sumeru hadn’t specified what exactly he needed to do, Yeurquin and his daughter had a hunch that he was going to avenge Gerald.

Whatever the case was, both of them then quickly headed into the room to check on Gerald.

Sitting by his bed, they couldn’t help but worry when they saw how pale and feeble he now looked. After all, he had suffered from terrible internal injuries.

Thankfully, Sumeru had successfully repaired Gerald’s internal breathing shield, and the only minor drawback to this incident was the fact that he needed a few days to properly recuperate…

A little while later in the Wroe family’s residence, Quid could be seen sitting anxiously as he awaited the three elders’ return.

Shortly after, one of the family’s butlers came bursting in while nervously shouting, “T-this is bad, master! Something’s terribly wrong!”

“What is it? Calm yourself!” retorted Quid as he glared at the flustered butler.

“M-master… Mr. Quarles and the other two elders… they… they’re dead…!” stuttered the quivering butler.

“What?!” yelled Quid, momentarily stupefied.

The three old men were incredibly strong! How had Gerald managed to take on them…?!

Now starting to panic, Quid—who was still in disbelief—was prompted to ask, “…Are you really sure of that?”

“I swear on my life, master! Since you told me to keep an eye on their progress, I was able to witness all three of them getting decapitated in a single slash!” replied the terrified butler as he recalled what he had earlier witnessed.

Upon hearing that, Quid’s terror instantly began sinking in. If the murderer was on Gerald’s side… then he’d surely find out soon enough that Quid was the one orchestrating all this!

His train of thought was cut short when an explosive sound was suddenly heard!

Dodging just in time to avoid getting squashed by a flying door, both Quid and his butler could only stare wide-eyed at the figure that had just appeared before them…

Snapping out of it, Quid instantly attempted to call for his guards… only to realize that he couldn’t make a sound!

Placing his hand on his neck, both Quid and the butler quickly realized that a stream of blood was already flowing down their necks…

And just like that, the two men flopped onto an encroaching puddle of their own blood, dead.

Now that both of them were dealt with, the figure made another leap before vanishing without a trace…

By the time the other Wroes got to the scene, they were instantly greeted by the sight of Quid and the butler’s corpses lying in a pool of their own blood… Naturally, this caused a major uproar among the Wroe family members, and the lady of the Wroe family even blacked out.

For the Wroes, it was a night of chaos and great confusion…