Chapter 151 (1/2)

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at 7th of May 2019 11:31:08 PM

Chapter 151

151Who Do You Think You're Dealing With?

I was genuinely curious about OWL so I walked all around the ca

I' I know is that OWL is supposed to be so

I couldn't check each and every person in the camp, but I was about to deterht fit the bill

I did this by looking at how they walk and how they handle themselves, but that didn't mean muchNot really

There are tiuy is unexpectedly powerful, or when a ht actually be a really weak

So basically, I gave upWith so few clues, I couldn't do it

Maybe I should go out into town tonight and ask around?

I'll think about it later

Okay, that out of the way, I went ahead and had the breakfast that MrZack so graciously prepared, and was currently out on a walk under the refreshi+ng sunlight pouring down on the camp courtyard

I very much liked the cool winter air coupled with a beautiful, sunny sky

The sky was clear, and, I can't explain this well, but it sort of felt like orated

“M their bad soup and worse bread, I noticed that I didn't look like aI can pull off the mob role no problem in a town

But cohWell, I' in should come naturally with the ti

“How dare you accuse us!?”

A crowd had forh theet fun and I wanted front row seats

“Don't you dare deny it”

Said Clara Oriana facing a uy was soht

Behind Clara stood people ere probably from the Royalists camp, and behind the no-na them, I could see Zack and also their boss

“Royalists and Doeet bloody…”

The rabble chattered

“One of ours was ns of an assault and torture”

Mother of crapSince I was out looking for OWL, I missed a key event

“We dindu nuffin!!”

“He was tortured! You're about the only people who'd resort to that, confess at once!”

Clara cried furiously

“Serves hiood fuckin' riddance!!”

“—Knave!!”

In her anger, Clara slapped the no-naot quiet, as if time had stopped

— Then

“Done it now, bitch!”

The guy who got slapped grabbed and raised the club at his waist

Yeah, this be no good

Clara can't handle thatWorst case, the club cracks her head open and she's dead

Yeah, sorry, but I don't like it if some no-name mob suddenly kills a major character

“—Huh?”

Muttered Clara, her eyes wide in shock

Right before her eyes, thedoeapon at her, had spontaneously collapsedThe club he was holding was flung high into the air

“—HUH!? What just happened!?”

“How'd he just!?”

The rabble were scared and confused

“It can't be— OWL?”

“Find him!! He's here somewhere!”

“…Owl?”

Both Royalists and Doeh

It was simpleI had a piece of sliroundThen I had it shoot out frouy and hit him under the jaw

No one noticed, but that's fineThat right there was very much was a power froht, by MrZack was glancing at me with suspicion

I made a cryptic smile, and purposefully looked away— Perfection

Now that's what I call a job well done

Which hen I noticed itThe club that had been sent flying was co down my way

And suddenly, I had a eureka moment

— Show ain't over yet!

My role of that of a power in the shadows is done for now

However, I have yet to fulfil my role as a mob!

I took only an instant to determine the club's trajectory, and as it wouldn't actually hit me in my current position, I swiftlyexpected I'd need it at some point, I placed a small blood back in my mouth and looked upwards

And the club struck down right on my nose

“Bhoorfff!?”

I blew the prepared blood in my mouth from out my nose and fell back

The blood sprayed out like a fountain, glistening in the light of the sunQuite artistic if I do say so myself

Mob Arts: Nosebleed Splasher

This is a pretty high level technique

“Ugh! I'hh, it's on my face!”

To you people of the cae, I present to you a fountain of nose blood

— And there you have it

While the power in the shadows aids the MC, so collateral!