It was not just Tom Peni.
Even the Queen beside him had failed to notice this person's arrival.
However,
despite being directly warned,
Tom Peni still showed no intention of stopping. His finger had already settled on the trigger, and three conditions before him were all in his favor.
1. The firing distance was practically point-blank.
2. The other party had voluntarily inserted a finger into the barrel.
3. Three special bullets had already been chambered.
He was confident he could kill, or at least severely wound, the superior being before him.
Just as Tom prepared to pull the trigger,
an icy chill pierced his bones, as though a boundless face had pressed itself against his ear and softly whispered:
'Tom, stop... If you pull that trigger, our overall chances of victory will plummet.'
The voice came from the Queen beside him.
The Queen's voice possessed a special quality. Not only did it reach Tom's mind directly, it also produced an effect akin to an "awareness freeze."
It calmed the somewhat hotheaded Tom... His heart was slowly coming to terms with the fact that his younger brother had been defeated and killed.
The scene remained deadlocked like this,
for roughly two minutes.
Tom decisively tucked his pistol back inside his trench coat and raised his hands in surrender.
The fury overflowing across his face completely vanished. One might even say he changed expressions instantly, revealing a gentle smile.
"I sincerely apologize.
Arthur was my dearest younger brother. Watching him get killed before my eyes, the hatred born from our blood relation made me act irrationally just now and violate the rules of this game.
In the end, Arthur's overall strength was inferior to his opponent's, which led to his death."
Gray hurriedly patted his chest, putting on an expression of