“... This!”

Malacus, who was about to crush Regas’ head, became frightened and stopped moving. 

‘It isn’t a coincidence?’

Before the Tzedakah Guild had arrived here. Malacus faced Grid 1-on-1 and failed to kill him. Grid wasn’t strong. Rather, he was weak. If Malacus wanted, he could kill Grid in a matter of seconds. In other words, he was at the level of a bug. However, Grid was somewhat strange. He was obviously weak, but an unknown source of power radiated from him. The overwhelmed Malacus was forced to step back. 

‘I don’t understand it.’

He had dismissed it, but after experiencing it again, it wasn’t a coincidence. The pressure felt from Grid was real. How could a newbie exert such a powerful presence?

‘I should only fear God Yatan!’

Malacus was disturbed and let go of Regas. Meanwhile, Grid was approaching. 

‘Shit!’

Malacus retreated to the maximum distance, while Grid helped Regas.

“Regas, are you okay?”

“Grid...”

Regas gazed at Grid with eyes that were twinkling like lanterns. With a single sword dance, he overwhelmed Malacus who had captured the second-ranked person in the Tzedakah Guild. Grid...