Bang!
A one-sided beating was taking place in the clearing at the heart of the forest, and another one-sided beating was underway within the woods. Basile crumpled to the ground, his face filled with horror.
After the battle at the practical assessment base last time, he had known he was absolutely no match for this very young little bald man before him. But he had never imagined... that he would not even be able to see how the little bald man attacked.
"You bastards are asking for a beating. Didn't you hear what I said?" Wu Biao's eyes widened as he swept his gaze over the restless members of the recruit camp. The pressure of his Conqueror's Haki rose again, cold sweat beading on many foreheads.
That figure in their eyes seemed to transform into a giant, and the terrifying pressure made everyone swallow nervously.
Bertrand stared blankly at the scene before him. He had never expected this person to regard Brice as a traitor. After all, judging from what had happened back then, Brice had merely been naive and foolish.
He... had done nothing wrong.
But while anyone else could help Brice, he alone could not.
Because... he couldn't do it.
It was not that he lacked the strength. It was resistance in his heart.
If Brice had listened to him, everything would have turned out differently. His grandmother would not have died, nor would his parents, who had only come home once in a long while.
A man who had indirectly caused the deaths of all his family and the villagers... no matter what, he would never save someone like that, even though Brice had protected him all these years and let him throw his weight around under his name.
But this was... what he owed me!
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