More?
What else?
Brewer froze for a moment.
But South Los's second-ranked merchant immediately realized something.
The "Medium" before him wanted to keep his own hands clean and make Brewer do the dirty work!
South Los's second-ranked merchant cautiously raised his head and looked at the "Medium" of South Los, who was teasing Orange Cat with his fingers. A chill crept down his back.
So much for being kind and gentle.
The bastard before him was even more ruthless than the "Lady of the Long Night"!
The "Lady of the Long Night" used openly brutal, bloody methods.
But this man?
He killed without spilling a drop of blood!
And...
He left no way out!
He wanted them all dead!
Ruthless!
Utterly ruthless!
The chill down the second-ranked merchant's back began seeping into his heart, so icy that even his blood seemed to freeze.
Meanwhile, his mind raced through the trading companies that had voiced complaints about the "Lady of the Long Night."
South Los's second-ranked merchant did not want to die, so these people would have to die instead.
"The Byers Trading Company, the Sillick Trading Company, the Holt Trading Company... they're also actively arranging private meetings with that envoy from the Inner Bay."
South Los's second-ranked merchant rattled off more than a dozen trading companies in one breath.
Some were large, some small.
Some had representatives present, others did not.
Those absent knew nothing of it, but everyone present turned pale, their eyes brimming with venom as they looked at Brewer.
South Los's second-ranked merchant felt that venom.
It made his heart grow even colder.
He knew perfectly well that he had burned every bridge. Unless he could find shelter under the man before him and that woman, he would be completely isolated from all the merchants of South