The Terminally Ill Young Master is the Mad Dog of the Underworld

Chapter 94



Chapter 94

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chapter 94: what i was thinking

“have you ever seen such motherfuckers?”

zizek and his subordinates, having

his dejected appearance was so pitiful.

‘brother. you so casually trample on and dominate people’s hearts. like a gardener who snaps off sprouts, cuts down weeds, and shapes vines as he pleases….’

she wanted to say something to this pitiful boy, her younger brother, who, unlike allenvert, hadn’t awakened so resolutely, and unlike somerset, couldn’t maintain his sanity while completely casting something away.

but it wasn’t easy.

“barclava.”

“yes, sister.”

she advised her younger brother, who was afraid of being scolded.

“pay a little more attention to your posture when walking. always imagine your footwork in your mind as you walk. focus on making the movements natural even without mana, without being conscious of strength and speed. become a man who can embody martial arts in every action of daily life.”

“……!”

barclava’s eyes widened at the unexpected teaching.

“if you do that, martial prowess will be contained in your sword intent ‘without having to try hard.’ simply taking spirit medicines and training your mind to swing stronger attacks isn’t the only way.”

barclava, sensing some sincerity in her advice, bowed his head with a politeness he hadn’t shown before.

“i will respectfully engrave your words in my heart.”

“hmm. then train diligently.”

“yes, i will take my leave then.”

ulbhild, watching barclava’s retreating figure with a somewhat surprised heart, tilted her head.

‘…did he become polite after being scolded by allen?’

so, the saying ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’ is true after all. she was suddenly admiring the profoundness of classical disciplinary methods.

‘what am i thinking.’

***

at the same time, verdzig was also receiving an important report.

“you’re saying peter didn’t go out today?”

“yes. instead, young master allenvert went out with venion and has just returned.”

“how coincidental.”

despite going out so often, he didn't go out today of all days, when allenvert had other plans.

“did you confirm what allenvert did outside?”

“yes. he entered the mansion of a private collector named mordecai alone, and it is reported that a large battle subsequently took place.”

verdzig fell into thought. it was probably an assignment given by venion. judging from the circumstances, it must have been a test to retrieve something.

verdzig had also taken a similar test once in the past.

‘but it’s too fast, even at the fastest.’

although the circumstances were different from his own time in many ways, the fact that allenvert was already performing such a practical assignment was clearly an exceptional pace. too much to simply brush aside.

“accurately ascertain the facts of what happened there and report back.”

“understood.”

the butler replied.

“and one more thing. from now on, there’s something that must be checked whenever peter goes out.”

“what is it?”

verdzig smiled.

“the mask. we must check whether the mask of aminicrus is still in its place.”

…his suspicion was piercing a precise and sharp point.

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