Chapter 561


    With a loud “pow,” Oswald’s body trembled as his innards turned to mush from the force of impact. His


    heart was initially racing but stopped heating as time passed.


    Oswald’s mouth was wide open as he looked up toward Adrian with zed eyes. He then fell over a


    momentter. Needless to say, he was dead.


    Adrian then gestured toward Oswald’s men and said, “Take him away.”


    “Yes, sir!” Oswald’s men quickly answered and dragged Oswald’s body out of there before frantically


    making their escape. After they drove off into the distance, Adrian turned around toward Franzen and


    said, “You and your group are pretty good. Please, continue.”


    Grateful to Adrian, Franzen bowed and said, “Thank you, sir!”


    Adrian nodded and walked off the stage, returning to Samantha’s side.


    The people beneath the stage had a short discussion before leaving what just happened behind them.


    After all, they had no idea what happened on stage. The choir resumed their singing and were even


    more serious about it now that they knew the legate was watching them.


    Samantha wrapped her arms around Adrian’s and said, “You’ve got such a bad temper, dear. Did you


    kill that man back there? Why didn’t you give him a chance before you ended his life?”


    “Some people don’t deserve a chance. If you give it to them, they’ll take it as an opportunity to seek


    vengeance against youter. Such is their survival instinct.”


    “Adrian’s right, Sam. Didn’t you see how arrogant those people were just now? It’s people like them


    who should leam what despair means,” Joanna said.


    Samantha chose not to say anything more after that. After all, she had grown used to seeing such


    antics ever since Adrianreturned.


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    After that, they all listened to the choir singing in silence.


    The show went on until ten that evening. As thest song ended, Franzen announced that the show


    was over and the audience gradually dispersed.


    The night market became more hectic after the audience left, many of them sitting in front of food stalls,


    discussing the choir’s performance and what happened that evening


    “How about we find a ce to have supper before we head home?” Joanna suggested.


    Samantha said, “Sure, I’m hungry anyway. Let’s go, Mother!”


    Samantha grabbed Rue and the others were about to find a stall to sit down for supper when Franzen


    ran down from the stage and said, “A moment of your time please, Legate!”


    Adrian stopped and turned around. There were not many people left in the area, so he was not afraid of


    anyone finding out about his identity.


    Franzen ran over and said, “Thank you very much for everything you did earlier. I would’ve had to


    spend the rest of my life in a prison cell if not for your help”


    “You’re wee, it’s no big deal. I’m a follower of Wyvern Peak, after all, and your group sang pretty


    well back there.”I


    “To be honest, sir, you and I are both the same. My ancestor is a member of Dracolier’s Den.”


    “Is that so?”


    After thinking for a while, Adrian asked with a smile on his face, “Is your ancestor Franner by any


    chance?”


    “Yes, we were both born in Azure Creek, My ancestor was the first batch of men to be recruited into


    Dracolier’s Den when he joined Wyvern Peak Franner was indeed his name”


    “Looks like our paths are one and the same then. Thank you.”


    Adrian thanked Franzen for what thetter had done for Wyvern Peak, and Franzen merely smiled.


    As Adrian was about to walk away with Samantha and the others, Franzen hastily asked, “Will Wyvern


    Peak ever be rebuilt?” Without even turning his head, Adrian replied, “Like a flower, we will bloom


    magnificently when the time is right.”