Though the ticket being auctioned off could not generate money by itself, it presented an opportunity greater than anything: a chance to be acquainted with some of the most powerful members of modern society.Since they couldn't achieve the power themselves, it was only right that they gain it through other sources.As long as they could attend the Gauntlet, even those powerful bastards would have to accept that their wealth is something worth respecting.It would be easy to gain a powerful ally that would aid them in further establishing their roots.With such prospects, it wasn't shocking that the moment Spice announced the starting bid, the greatest bidding war to ever occur in that auction hall began.From 50, it quickly arrived at 500, inching closer to the 800 mark.Most had already dropped out at this point, realizing that true to expectations, in the world of the nouveau riche, there was always someone richer.It was disappointing but one had to know when to concede a loss.“D
Immediately, several turned their gazes to Jeremiah, blaming him for the current situation.Ethan glanced at Jeremiah. “Is that enough evidence or do you need more?”With that said, he no longer paid him any heed as he got on stage to take the ticket from Lady Spice who seemed unwilling to let go of it.Jeremiah was left to lick his wounds while other attendees left, feeling rather regretful about how things had turned out.Not only had they missed the chance to purchase the items but they missed the opportunity to get close to the richest man in the room.Meanwhile, Ethan and Spice got into a minor confrontation on stage.“I believe the ticket is mine now,” Ethan remarked as he reached out his hand to take the ticket.Spice regarded him briefly before replying. “You will pay a heavy price for rejecting my offer, Ethan Jones.”“As I said before, do what you want, I will do what I want.”Snorting, Spice intoned. “We'll be meeting again soon.”“If we meet again, I will not hesitate to d
Ethan kept silent as he stared at Jaime who was grinning from ear to ear.“Well?... How do you wish to die?... I have quite a few ways to make it happen. Some painful, others less painful, some quick, others slow. Make your decision.”Ethan replied. “I don't plan to die.”“Oh?”“I'll give you a chance to walk away. Leave now and I will spare you. Keep up with this and I will have no choice but to make an example out of you.” Jaime could hardly control himself as he burst into mocking laughter, taking out a knife which he then pointed at Ethan. Ethan stared on with an impassive expression though his eyes flashed with strong emotions.Jaime grinned wickedly as he remarked. “You know one thing I hate more than stuck-up rich brats, are delusional fools. Tueh, absolutely disgusting.”“Walk away.” Ethan calmly remarked as he placed his hands in his pocket, his gaze transfixed on Jaime.Rolling his eyes, Jaime responded. “Last chance to choose how you wish to die.”“You really won't back o
Ethan shot down an assassin, leaving behind a trail of bodies in his wake. His expression was incomparably cold and he swore it wouldn't lighten up until those responsible for this perished.Just then, he paused before shifting his gaze toward a camera he noticed hidden in a corner.“You think you got me all figured out but I'll tell you now, you don't. I will look for you, I will find you and I will surely kill you all.”With those words, he aimed the gun he carried and shot, destroying the camera with incredible precision. His message was delivered to those watching causing them to grow tense almost immediately.Of course, not all were tense as Milicent glared at the screen. “That fucking bastard thinks he can threaten us and get away with it?... I'll make him realize the folly of his ways!” The other Musketeers were also in agreement as apart from tension, they all felt insulted at the audacity of this young man.Unfortunately for them, they had no way of knowing that they were
Ethan snorted as he got back to his feet, having ended Slasher's life.He considered the assassins he had killed to reach here as an unavoidable scenario, but with Slasher, no, it was a necessity.Such a monster couldn't be allowed to continue living amongst humans.Ethan made a mental note in his mind not to forgive Lady Spice and the Sixth Finger for what they had done.Because of them, innocents had paid with their lives. He made his way to the control board of the navigation room and began to operate it.It didn't take long before he found Milicent and her people. Contrary to his expectations that they were huddled together in the control room, they were all in the first-class suite on the boat.To think that they were enjoying themselves while their subordinates gave up their lives. The thought to immediately sink the boat crossed Ethan's mind but he decided against that.There was no reason to do that for such small fries.So, he decided on a different approach, heading over
“Look, how about we discuss?... There is no reason for this to end in bloodshed.”“Oh?”“Indeed. Just give us the divine shard and we will be happy to let you go. It's a rather easy solution.”“And if I don't?”“You should know the answer to that already, Ethan. No need for me to spell it out.”“Well then, I believe you should also already know my answer to your ridiculous offer.” “Then I guess we are done here.”Without hesitation, the Musketeers moved at the same time only for Ethan to unleash his divine pressure, leaving them unable to move as they stared in utter disbelief.Wasn't it said that he hasn't reached the tenth level yet?... So, how is it possible that he was able to give off the same aura as a Demigod?Immediately, the Musketeers realized that they wouldn't be able to survive an encounter with Ethan, so they began looking for a way out.“Everyone, we have to work together to defeat this fiend.” Milicent suddenly said in a bid to rally their remaining subordinates.Etha
Milicent was wary of allowing Ethan to regain his strength, which was why she wished to get him to decide quickly.Ethan chuckled as he sipped some more wine before moving to set it down, or at least, attempting to do so as Milicent immediately attacked, leaving him no room for evasion.Already expecting the strike, Ethan quickly moved out of the way, allowing the spear meant to put a hole in his temple to instead graze the side of his head.There was another attack, but it wasn't from Milicent or Ethan.Instead, another of the Musketeers moved forward in a bid to catch Ethan off guard, but it seemed Ethan had also expected this as he made use of the divine shard of deception to deceive the trajectory of the attack, allowing it to go wide off its mark.The Musketeer was stunned, unable to understand how he had missed while the third Musketeer also charged forward with killing intent.Ethan no longer considered sparing any of them as he met their attacks head-on and began to overwhelm
Ethan woke up the next morning, rather refreshed and surprised to discover that he hadn't been attacked the whole night.He'd expected Khalid to pull something, but the assassin leader behaved himself, causing Ethan to wonder if he had already fled.Stretching, he made his way out of the room to find Khalid standing guard outside, making for a much more pleasant surprise.“I thought you fled.” Ethan joked with Khalid replying.“Haha, surely you jest, my Lord. How dare I try to escape?... I know my place and know what would have happened if I'd done that.”Ethan smirked. “You call me Lord now?”“Of course, this lowly one wishes to be your humble servant if you'll take me under your wing.”“I see. Quite intriguing. Why though?... Is it because you know that I'm going to end you once all this is over?”“Not at all. It is your choice if you wish to spare me but for now, I would rather serve you than go against you. At least then, my end would be peaceful.”Ethan nodded. “Alright then. It'