Inside the hospital room.
Light listened to his subordinate's report.
"That man took care of those three guys with ease. He wasn't injured at all.
Against him, those three were like children. They had no ability to fight back."
The reporting gangster broke out in a cold sweat all over just recalling the scene.
He had been observing from afar through binoculars and had witnessed almost the entire battle.
The speed had been too fast, the methods too violent. It had been a pure display of strength.
It made him realize that the only reason he had survived that punch the other day was because the man had held back.
Compared to that, the force used to hit him had been like flicking someone on the forehead.
After hearing his subordinate's report, Light wanted to light a cigarette, but his hands kept trembling, and he could only give up in the end.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm the panic in his heart.
Only then did he feel the lingering fear. He had actually taken a trip to the Gate of Hell.
If he had not remembered that Prophecy Poem at the time, if he had been like his subordinates and refused to reveal information just to display his Loyalty, then even if he were not dead now, he definitely would not have had another chance to climb higher.
Looking back, he had been incredibly fortunate.
Soon, he thought of his daughter's ability and the immense power these people possessed.
Were they the same thing? What exactly was this power? For the moment, he could not find an answer.
But he was already deeply thankful for his choice. Through the prophecy, he had formed a friendship with such powerful people.
Kevin had already boarded an Airship