A single stone stirred up a thousand waves!
Maud's arrival instantly plunged the entire auction hall into panic.
The guests in the audience rose one after another, terror written across their faces as they desperately tried to escape this place of trouble as quickly as possible.
The venue descended into chaos.
Shouts rose and fell one after another.
On the auction stage.
Disco collapsed to the floor, staring in terror at Maud as he calmly walked over.
"Damn bastard, why did he have to show up at a time like this..."
From the moment Maud sent Edmund flying onto the auction stage, Disco knew that today's auction was over.
Not only that, but the armed force he had spent a fortune raising was probably finished as well.
"Those useless fools..."
Disco viciously cursed the utterly useless armed force in his heart several times.
Then, while glaring fixedly at Maud as he approached, he fumbled toward the inner pocket of his coat, only to find it empty.
It was only then that Disco remembered he had left the repeating flintlock pistol he always carried in the dressing room before going onstage.
Gulp—
Weaponless, Disco swallowed hard, and the terror on his face deepened.
Maud did not spare the clownish Disco a glance. He completely ignored the commotion in the venue and walked straight to Edmund.
"But that's all."
Looking down at Edmund's blood-covered face, Maud let his arm hang slightly and pressed the tip of Shusui against Edmund's chest.
Edmund tried to struggle to his feet, but failed.
But then...
Edmund bared his bloodstained teeth and revealed a satisfied smile as he spoke haltingly:
"To, to last, two rounds, against you... was, was already, beyond, my expectations... I... have no regrets, even in death..."
"I rather admire you. What a pity..."