Eric Lawrence knelt on the ground, feeling as though every bone in his body was groaning.
I'm going to die!
Who the hell is this? Why is this happening?
Eric Lawrence had climbed all the way from the bottom to the pinnacle of the professional domain, relying on his family's legacy.
Besides having decent talent, he had resorted to absolutely anything to buy medicine to repair his body!
He would do anything for money!
"Wilderness Hyenas" was hardly a flattering nickname.
But he had always been proud of his notoriety, because it kept others from provoking him lightly!
His reputation also made it easy to land lucrative jobs and carry them out more effectively.
He had thought this assignment would be easy money. All he had to do was drive away a minor noble who had just entered the city.
As he saw it, he simply had to show up at the man's door, demonstrate his strength, then reveal his infamous reputation. Once the man knew a little about him and understood his methods, settling things would naturally be easy.
He had used his notoriety to get things done far more than once or twice. And in his eyes, the current Plas City-State was an easy place to rack up accomplishments.
Who could have imagined that this fellow, whom the intelligence had described as merely a high-rank knight-a description his inquiries had largely confirmed-would be so strong!
He was no greenhorn. Gathering intelligence before a job was routine, and he had even approached the local Thieves' Guild.
Who could have known the Thieves' Guild would screw him over!
"E-ease up. Spare me, my lord!"
Eric Lawrence had neither scruples nor a sense of honor.
Once subdued, he had practically begged on his knees in an instant.
"I just took a