Bang—!
A huge figure smashed straight through the door and slammed hard into the wall, then slid down... After it hit the floor, it never moved again, because its Life Aura had completely vanished.
The only other thing visible was the fist-sized bloody hole in its chest.
Behind the ruined door, the Mind Witch slowly walked out. After casually glancing around, she turned back... Inside the room, Farrell had already washed his hair and body. He put on a white suit with a blue shirt and slowly walked out.
Miss Witch's handiwork was quite good. She hadn't given history's fiercest and most evil knight any strange hairstyle, merely trimming his hair into a neat, refreshing short cut.
He seemed to have grown even stronger and more robust... He was really starting to put on weight, Miss Witch thought secretly—Was this guy really poisoned, with only a little over ten percent of his strength left?
"Why did this guy suddenly go berserk?" Miss Witch frowned. "The Knight Organization should have injected all these registered orc-blooded people who lived and worked normal lives with vaccines that suppress their frenzy."
Farrell merely said calmly, "The vaccine currently in use should still be based on the old formula. Although it still works, after passing down through generation after generation, their bodies have developed some resistance. Their bestial nature wasn't erased. Once triggered, it instead became even more intense."
As he spoke, he turned his head toward the window... Flames soared into the sky throughout the city, while screams rang out one after another. Suddenly, Farrell's gaze locked onto the Mind Witch.
His eyes were like eternal Starlight. Even she, who possessed mental powers, felt as if she were standing beneath an immense starry sky, appearing so insignificant.
Miss Gillian managed to force out a