The three men chose to fly to Pulsa Lake, and this journey only took them ten minutes.


    Pulsa Lake was located between two snowy mountains, but theke itself never froze over. It remained shimmering under the sun like an enormous mirror.


    The three mennded by the shore, and Wilbur looked up to see a wooden boat on the water. Augheimer''s cries could be heard from where he was, stripped topless and tied to a pole on the boat.


    "Come on, Dalton! Just kill me! I dare you!"


    Dalton stood across Augheimer on a boat, holding a bamboo flute between his fingers that he blew a lovely tune out of. Conrad was enraged to see this, shouting, "To think that you''re still in the mood for a song, Dalton! Let Augheimer go, or you''re not getting back to Buck Town today."


    Dalton''s performance stopped upon hearing those words, and he looked up at the men by the shore. "I didn''t expect you to be here too, Conrad. My, my... they even got the head of the Albert family to help. Pretty impressive that you managed to convince him, Wilbur."


    Conrad smiled at Dalton. "This whole time, I thought that you had to be something special to be the head of the Dragon yer Organization, but it sure doesn''t seem so anymore. I can''t believe you think Wilbur''s a dragon n cultivator! The Dragon yer Organization is everywhere in the nine major towns. You''ve wiped out all the dragon n cultivators there were a long time ago. I think you just haven''t been able to find one in a while, and you''re now seeing things. If Wilbur''s a dragon n cultivator, then so is every cultivator in Buck Town. That includes you, Dalton!"


    "God, this is ridiculous," Conrad huffed, shaking his head. Dalton''s gaze shed coldly. He hated nothing more than being questioned or suspected. The truth was that he had long since done a thorough search of everyone in the quarters, and the most special one out of all of them was Wilbur. Hanson was the leader of the Dragon yer Organization division in Buck Town, and Botani was a cultivator who had mastered the dark space dimensionalws.


    Edmund, the City Lord of Buck Town, had killed Hanson and Botani just for Wilbur. There could only be one exnation for this: Wilbur was a dragon n cultivator, the one George was looking out for.


    Dalton smirked. "I wouldn''t be so doubtful if I were you, Lord Conrad. Wilbur Penn is a dragon n cultivator, and that''s a fact. However, I''d like to ask you a question. How do you feel about someone who''s supposed to be an ally of yours concealing his identity from you? Would you still help someone like that?"


    "Hahahaha!"


    Conradughed loudly. "You really are stubborn, Dalton. Do you think that anything in Buck Town gets past me?"


    Wilbur nced at Augheimer, before saying, "Since I''m here, shouldn''t you let Augheimer go as well? This is between you and me. How dare you bring my friend into this?"


    Dalton looked at Wilbur coldly. "I''ve never needed a reason to kill. Do you remember how you killed fifty of my Dragon yer Organization members in the snow, Wilbur? I''m going to make sure you and your dear friend Augheimer perish on this veryke and make an ice sculpture out of the both of you!"


    Following that, a series of sshes could be heard.


    ...


    Just as Dalton''s words echoed through the air, six Dragon yer Organization members flew out of theke to bow to Dalton. "The formation isplete, sir."