Cause

Hans looked at Qin Ran, then looked at Lawless, a bitter smile suddenly appearing on his face.

"Remember the person who captured me?"

He asked like this.

"Stegerna, Duke Merck's sword master."

"He's also the sword instructor of Duke Merck's three sons."

"You mean, he is the Mask Man?"

Qin Ran recalled the person named Stegerna that Hans had mentioned, his brow furrowed tightly.

Because Hans had mentioned far more than that back then.

The top swordsman of the Duchy of Merk, the strongest combat general under Duke Merck, and other such titles were the prefixes to the opponent's name.

"Yeah!"

"I guess he must be the Mask Man. The feeling I got when he passed by me before was the same as the feeling the opponent gave me in my memory!"

Hans nodded, the bitter smile on his face growing even more bitter.

"Moreover, the process of me entering the Grand Duke's treasure room at that time was simply too smooth!"

"So smooth that it was completely prearranged!"

"Especially since the news about the treasure room was something I overheard by chance..."

"Now it seems that these were all traps!"

"The opponent had premeditated this for a long time, all prepared for this rebellion!"

"I am willing to guarantee with a contract that everything I said is true!"

Saying this, Hans took a deep breath.

It seemed he wanted to completely suppress his churning emotions.

However, his expression was far from calm.

Obviously, it was somewhat hard for him to accept the fact that he had been manipulated by the natives.

Lawless at the side patted Hans's shoulder in a show of comfort.

At the same time, his gaze turned to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran's tightly furrowed brow did not relax with Hans's explanation.

On the contrary, he frowned