Things proved simpler than Cameron had imagined. When he reached Nov Village, he immediately found the Gargoyle in the hands of an infected old man. After petrifying his skin, Cameron swiftly dispatched the infected man and seized the Gargoyle.
As long as there was no direct contact, the Gargoyle could not infect anyone. Cameron knew this, so he wrapped the Gargoyle in cloth and left. He paid no attention to the unfortunate villagers who had descended into madness. He still had work to do; saving them was the Night Watchers' job.
But given the Gargoyle's influence, purification was all that awaited those poor souls.
Cameron stared at Bradley. He had heard what Bradley had just said, and it had enraged him. His family was his pride, and he would never allow anyone to slander it like that. Everyone had to pay for their words and actions.
"Looks like you've already obtained the Gargoyle. That was quick. What, do you want to fight me for the Dark Bible too?" Bradley gave an amused smile, unconcerned.
"That makes sense. The Mistvale Family's inheritance is missing plenty of gu arts. You must desperately need the Secret Witchcraft and Gu Arts in the Dark Bible. Why don't we make a deal? I'll take the Dark Bible, but you can have the Secret Witchcraft and Gu Arts inside."
"Who did you just call a dog?" Cameron ignored Bradley's proposal and pressed the question.
The smile faded from Bradley's face. It seemed Cameron had no intention of cooperating. He lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs slightly. "I said the Mistvale Family is a dog with its teeth pulled out. Didn't hear me? I can say it again."
Cameron's skin instantly hardened into gray stone. He charged up to Bradley and fired a cannonlike punch