THE GOD OF MERCENARY'S NEW LIFE.

Chapter 67: "Checkmate."

Dinner in the Olsen home was shaping out to be a morbid affair.

Con found himself sneering at how much vegetables he was staring at.

It was a lot of green, and not the juicy and sweet type of green like apples.

This was steam cooked vegetable green. Like they were serving goats instead of humans.

Or maybe the whole family was vegetarian?

Con grabbed another apple and sank his teeth into it.

Unless these people brought out some real food, he wouldn't be eating any of the things set at this table.

They could have their cabbages for all he cared.

Con could feel the eyes of everyone at the table on him. His hair was slicked back again and he was looking dashing.

He was dressed in green and gold. He carried himself with the grace of a young master and he sneered at anyone that sneered at him.

Miranda had told him to avoid eye contact with anyone at the table, but so far he had stuck his tongue out at the man who sat at the head of the table and flipped the middle finger to the man who wa