Keen Observation, Black

"Over the past 147 years, the Blood Demon Guards who went on missions with you suffered casualties 56% of the time! They either died or were gravely injured, yet throughout all those missions, you, Colton, always emerged unscathed or with a few insignificant injuries—and reaped all the benefits."

"Colton, once or twice could be coincidence, but over a thousand times... don't tell me those were all coincidences!"

Gasp—

Gasps rang out throughout the Blood Demon Great Hall.

Even Blood Demon Bradwell, seated high upon his throne, turned his gaze toward them.

Killing intent flashed through his eyes.

Previously, the Blood Demon Guards had been willing to believe Colton, to believe he was merely a Mission Maniac devoted to serving the Blood Demon Lord.

But now...

Once Black presented such detailed casualty figures, everyone understood.

There was definitely something wrong with Colton!

Panic filled Colton's eyes, but he still struggled to argue his way out.

"I... fine, I admit I wanted to claim all the credit before. Sometimes I didn't rescue my teammates in time, but—but that doesn't make me a traitor!"

Ugh!

The other Blood Demon Guards couldn't help giving him looks of contempt.

How could someone make selling out his teammates sound so respectable?

Several Blood Demon Guards from Team Eight stared at Colton with hatred.

So that was it. Their friends had met with disaster after going on missions with Colton because he had been behind it all!

Someone who sold out his teammates like that...

Anyone who went on another mission with Colton would be a complete idiot!

Killing intent also flashed through the eyes of Team Eight's captain.

That bastard Colton!

He had to die!

Black couldn't help applauding Colton's excuses.

"Even at this point, you're still making excuses. Quite the nerve you've got, traitor. But...