Two B-Rank Guards were patrolling by the back door.
One of them suddenly received a transmission from Musa. "Go to the second floor! Find Heinrich and kill anyone beside him on sight!"
Faced with this abrupt order, neither guard dared waste a word. They immediately turned to head upstairs.
At that very moment, however, Adams came down from above.
"You are...?" Neither guard had seen Adams before.
And Musa's orders were to find Heinrich and kill whoever was beside him.
Seeing only Adams, they raised their guns but did not immediately pull the trigger, because he was dressed as a researcher.
Adams was startled too. He had not expected these two to suddenly charge upstairs.
But he was a veteran of countless fights. Seeing that a sneak attack was no longer possible, he changed his demeanor and barked, "Stop dawdling! Get upstairs!"
No one had taught him this. With his excited, quick-thinking brain, he had spoken almost instinctively.
Since they were heading upstairs, he simply urged them along, acting as though they were on the same side.
At the same time, he carried himself like someone of high standing. His skin glimmered faintly gold, clearly marking him as no ordinary man.
These two B-Rank Guards would have been top-tier experts among mercenaries. Here, however, everyone except the trainees outranked them.
"Yes, we're going right away," the guards replied, lowering their guns.
Adams grunted in acknowledgment and stepped aside. He also slowly lifted a foot, as though preparing to go up with them.
Just as he drew almost level with the two guards, Adams suddenly reached for the backs of their necks.
The guards looked over warily. B-rank was the level the 'Black Captain' had once possessed, after all. Neither of them was a pushover.
As they approached, both guards remained