CHAPTER 82: EXECUTION!!!

Clark was treated rudely and provocatively. Even someone as calm and cold as him would get angry from this. But Clark repays all his debts.

The internal resentment deep within him towards Alfred, who belittled him without any significant reason, just because he extended his hand to greet him. But he forgot the matter and remembered his meetings with Lawrence, Brando, and Natasha.

Clark was in a position of tyranny and power, but he had to produce some empty talk to make their hearts close to him and make them feel loyalty towards him.

Clark booked an entire hotel with rooms and a massive hall, given his status as the "Great Saint Johan Kreutz."

It was amusing to possess the real Johan Kreutz’s money—just a hypocrite who pretended to love religion but possessed unimaginable wealth and opulence.

Clark waited several minutes, and the three arrived. They sat at the tables; the restaurant was luxurious and decorated.

Clark was enjoying the elegant violin music he was listening to; it was like a sanctuary on earth, and he loved to spend his money lavishly.

The three sat at the table in bewilderment.

The first question that came to Lawrence’s mind:

• "Who is this man? And what is this overwhelming status and power? To possess such boldness, and to have money which is the standard and measure of influence? No, anyone inherently."

Clark began speaking and lit his cigar, enjoying Johan Kreutz’s real habit. Even though he had removed the mask, he was influenced by the smoking habit that provided good mental relief.

• "As you know, gentlemen, I am a man who likes to get straight to the point. I like to call myself during business: a direct man."

• "Therefore, I will lay out my rules for the alliance."

Brando interrupted him:

• "I agree to the alliance, but I didn’t understand your point when you said there was danger, and I want to establish my idea. Address this matter first."

Clark looked at him coldly, thought for ten seconds in his mind due to his high attainment in the Star Path. Thoughts were many, and deductions were also fast and easy.

• "Alright, each of them is easy, and rebellious thoughts aren’t many in their minds."

• "But this Brando, he is ambitious and wants to spread his wings and fly far."

• "But I don’t want that, and because of this, I must establish my dominance."

He threw the drink glass in Brando’s face with cruelty!

Everyone looked in astonishment; they were looking at this madman whose anger had erupted.

Brando was holding half of his face, which had been wounded by the throw that was clearly done using his strength.

Clark spoke in a resounding voice, his eyes sparking with embers:

• "Do you think you’re clever and playful, boy?"

• "I mean, look at this wretched outfit of yours! You’re only proud because you’re good at horseback riding."

• "I am not your friend nor your father who will tolerate your recklessness."

• "You need special behavioral discipline, not like you lot of rabble!!!"

Brando didn’t dare to stare into Clark’s eyes.

While Lawrence understood the situation and had been calm from the beginning because he knew he was between the jaws of a highly sensitive tiger.

I’ll simplify it: Wrong positions and words will make those jaws clamp down on you and kill you.

And what happened now with Brando is sufficient proof.

As for Natasha, she was extremely afraid. She was just a simple girl who wanted to achieve some accomplishments and prove her strength, presence, and that she deserved to inherit her house.

For her, all her dreams were shattered in Clark’s hands.

Now he had proven his existence, but because of Brando’s question, doubt had entered their minds.

Really, what was the real danger Clark was talking about???

Clark smiled at them:

• "Alright, I will tell you the truth."

• "There is a plan to turn the humans in this area into demons and bring a demon from another world to destroy this existence. This world is on the verge of destruction."

• "And the perpetrator is a foolish religious man. I expect you saw his procession; his name is Alfred. No one knows his origin or who he is; perhaps the name Alfred itself is fake."

• "Don’t think you’re smart and say: I will migrate to another country or to another sea. This concerns the complete annihilation of humanity."

• "As for myself: Why do I want an alliance? Because I don’t trust you."

• "All of you want to leave and abandon me, but I can guarantee one thing: you won’t regret it."

Lawrence knew one thing: that there was great smoke in this area, and it was about to ignite.

But he didn’t expect the matter to be this enormous.

But he dared to ask Clark:

• "But how did you know? And what is your name?"

Clark laughed and said:

• "Well, perhaps all of you have read my name in the fighting arena."

• "My name is Johan Kreutz; you may know this."

• "But since the alliance charter requires me to demand the truth from you without lying, I will also tell you the truth: I have impersonated the real Johan Kreutz."

• "You can speculate whether he is alive or dead; it doesn’t matter."

• "But my name, who I am, won’t matter. After everything is over, I will go on my way."

• "If you want to call me by a symbolic title of mine, my name is: Sky Thief!!!"

• "Is this enough for you or not???"

Everyone replied in unison:

• "Yes, it’s enough for us."

Clark smiled happily:

• "Good, then the real alliance rules: No one lies in it from both parties."

• "Two: None of us can involve external parties to kill or blackmail another."

• "Orders are executed without questioning their purpose."

• "My name remains ambiguous."

• "Your lives I won’t harm as long as you are on this land!!!"

• "And lastly: The alliance ends after solving my own problems!!!"

Everyone turned: Lawrence, Brando, Natasha.

One thing was on their minds: "This alliance was one-sided from the beginning; all the advantages are his."

Natasha asked:

• "So is the covenant just my words or what???"

Clark laughed:

• "No, naturally, I need something else."

• "And what is that???"

• "Your blood."

Everyone was shocked.

Lawrence asked in astonishment:

• "What do you mean???"

• "The covenant is sealed with blood."

Clark took out the Blood Bat from his fist.

• "Wound your fingers or your hand; the important thing is to pour blood into its mouth, all of you, so the covenant is sealed."

Everyone understood the simplicity and wounded their fingers.

Blood flowed into the bat’s mouth.

And Dao Marks appeared in their bodies without their knowledge, as well as in Clark’s.

Clark smiled a gentle smile:

• "Well, let me tell you: You will notice marks on your bodies later."

• "And since I am obligated to tell the truth: These are called Dao Marks of the Blood Path."

• "And because of this, if anyone violates the covenant, their body will explode."

• "Understood?"

Everyone was terrified.

They knew they had completely fallen into his clutches; they felt extreme helplessness.

Clark ended the discussion and told them to go on their way, and he would call them if he needed them.

And of course, he didn’t forget to tell them that he could find them anywhere, and if anyone tried to escape, there would be severe consequences for them.

Clark left the hotel and headed to an alley, put on his mask, and returned to Johan Kreutz’s form.

He had entered the cathedral and was met by Gregor, who was truly tense.

Clark asked him:

• "What’s wrong with you???"

• "It’s that bastard Alfred!"

• "What about him? Tell me."

• "He’s furious and wants to crush skulls wildly!"

• "He intensified the collection operations for humans and increased the thirst."

• "Now the catacombs are full of primitive operations: rooms for devouring humans and animalistic sexual emotions."

• "It’s disgusting and provocative; I can’t stand it."

Clark laughed in his mind:

• "This Gregor still genuinely possesses human thought and grieves for humans. No wonder he clung to his principles and opposed these barbaric actions."

Clark replied:

• "Well, all we have to do is meet him, right? I’m burning to meet the bold man who slapped me!"

Clark moved through the cathedral corridors and entered the meeting hall. It was filled with clergymen and bishops, and of course Alfred, whose face was filled with feelings of hatred towards Johan.

Even though Clark searched in the soul, and this Johan had never met Alfred even once. Is he just an imbecile? Or what???

Alfred stood with an angry face:

• "I didn’t expect such an entrance! How dare you stop the meeting?"

Clark replied with a helpless face:

• "Well, I am part of this place, representing Mr. Gin until his arrival."

• "So why treat me harshly?"

Alfred replied:

• "Oh, because that wretch is supported from another world! So do you think, you old fool, that you can impose yourself on me?!"

• "Tie up this fool! I will execute him in the square!!!"

They grabbed Clark by his arms.

He had a calm and cold face without any helplessness or fear!!!

That was because he knew if things escalated beyond their limit, his true face would be revealed.

But that was something else: because in reality, Gin is the one who possesses higher authority than Alfred!!!

But their goals are shared!!!

To be continued....