Edge of the Apocalypse

"One more cup!"

In the old oak bar, Zia, who was already drunk, patted the counter and shouted. The bartender frowned and hesitated to sell her wine when an old voice said, "I'll do it."

"Yes, boss."

The bartender walked away, and the old man who had stopped Wilick from fighting again last night stepped forward and poured a glass of juice before Zia. Zia rolled her eyes and shouted, "Old Master Ward, I don't want juice. I want beer."

"I know." The old man took a few puffs of his cigarette and put it down in his ashtray. "Zia, if I were you, I would stay at home obediently for a few days. Perhaps it would be a good choice to relax on the surface."

"Come on, Old Ward, don't be like Wilick." Zia shook her head. "I just beat up a few kids. Those face-loving kids won't come back. Besides, if they dare to come back, I'll cut off their treasures."

Ward shook his head and said, "Young man, don't think things through so easily."

"It should be said that your old man always thinks things are too complicated." Zia said loudly.

The surrounding table guests all laughed.

"Forget it, I won't drink anymore. Grandpa, you're so weak." Zia jumped out of the high chair and dropped a few bills, "I'm leaving."

"Should I have someone send you back?" Ward asked.

"I'm not that useless." Zia patted the dagger on the outside of her thigh and waved goodbye.

After leaving the bar, the night breeze seemed a little cold. The autumn night made one tighten the collar of their jackets. Zia stretched her waist, revealing her beautiful figure under the street lamps, attracting the attention of the men who passed by. However, when they saw the dagger tied to Zia's leg, they retracted their gazes tactfully.

The millet-haired girl walked into a side alley, and just as she entered, two figures followed behind her. In the blink of an eye, Zia stopped by two alleys. She stood under a street lamp and turned around. The two black shadows in the alley also stopped.

"Rat! How dare you follow sister? Why don't you dare to light up under the lights?" Zia patted the dagger beside her leg and said with a hint of alcohol.

Two chuckles sounded from the other side of the alley. His figure moved forward, revealing Vincent and Josh in the light. Zia didn't know Vincent, but she knew Josh. Seeing that it was the kid from last night, Zia laughed, "You still have the guts to come back? What, aren't you afraid that your sister will cut off your treasure?"

Josh sneered, "Bitch, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Don't boast about it. You'll get it tonight."

Zia laughed out loud, "Just the two of you kids?"

Vincent shook his head and smiled, "Of course not. We are nobles. If they have this kind of physical strength, they can do it."

He looked behind Zia and Zia was shocked. He hurriedly turned around and saw that two Level 15 guards had already pounced on her.

In the old oak bar, Ward was lying in the corner of the bar, as if he had already fallen asleep. Suddenly, he raised his head and the old man's eyes flickered. He quietly left through the back door of the bar and arrived at the place where Zia was just now. However, Zia had disappeared, leaving behind traces of a fight on the lamppost by the side of the road, and a girl's dagger had fallen to the ground.

Ward sighed and picked up the dagger. "Look, don't listen to the old man. Something happened. Damn it, where is this kid Wilick hiding?"

"Let go of me!"

In an extended flying carriage, Zia's hands and feet were clasped together in a special handcuff. This is a restriction tool for Origin Energy practitioners. Origin Energy locks can seal off Origin Energy activities below Level 20, making Origin Energy practitioners no different from ordinary people. A thick rope was tied to the Origin Energy Lock, and it was tightly fastened to both sides of the seat, preventing Zia from moving.

Vincent and Josh sat opposite each other, the former holding a glass of red wine and saying, "Didn't you have a hard mouth just now? Are you afraid now? That's fine, as long as you beg me, I can let you go."

Josh, who was standing beside him, had an unhappy expression on his face, "Vincent …"

Vincent waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him. On the other side, Zia still said firmly, "Quickly let me go. Otherwise, Wilick will make you look good!"

"Looks like you haven't figured out the situation yet." Vincent walked over and rubbed Zia's chest with one hand. He abruptly tore off her chest, exposing her chest to the air. Vincent said coldly, "First of all, I'm not afraid of Wilick." On the contrary, I need to find that kid. It would be great if you would lure him out for me. Second, take a good look with your eyes. We nobles will never be able to afford to offend you lowly commoners. So what if you're strong? That's right, Josh and I may not be your match. But look, there are plenty of people stronger than you who are at my disposal. "

"That kid Wilick is much smarter than you. At least he knows to hide. And you? You're just a woman with big breasts and no brains." Vincent touched Zia's chest again. "Oh, no. You're just brainless. As for her chest …"

He shook his head and said to Josh, "She's yours."

Josh walked over and said, "Bitch, didn't you just say you were going to cut off my guy? He's here right now, and he's capable of cutting it."

He laughed heartily and took off his trousers. Then, as Zia screamed, she took off her clothes and began to work right in front of Vincent. Zia cried out angrily, then pleaded, but in the end, there was no sound. Josh blew out a few waves of fire on her body and finally couldn't move out of breath.

Looking at the dead Zia, Vincent frowned and said, "What a dirty bitch, throw her out of the car!"

So in the dawn of the morning, people found Zia naked at the entrance of the alley not far from the old oak tree. Not long after, the two of them were not allowed to come. Seeing Zia like this, Ward silently gritted his pipe. Welik hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped around the girl. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Tell me who did it!"

On the weekend, Alan returned to Castle Ugarte as usual. To his surprise, Hawes was in the living room when he entered the room. '"I don't know if I'm old," he said without turning his head. "I've been thinking lately. If I had taken a step back, or if your mother wasn't so stubborn, would I be completely different now?"

'"You want me to fight in the Outer Realm, kill countless enemies, and push the clan to the pinnacle of its power. But in the end, I can't even protect my own daughter. Whenever I think of this, it hurts my soul." He turned to Alan and said, "Fortunately, God didn't take everything away, at least you came back to me."

"Grandfather." Alan looked at the picture frame in Horn's hand. The smile on his mother's face made his heart ache.

"Alright, let's not talk about this." Horn put down the frame. "Anyway, Lanny would be glad to see you back in the family. Let's talk about the academy. I heard you did well."

"I can still do better." Alan stepped forward and said.

Horn laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm glad to hear that. Come, tell me, has Adele been pestering you lately?"

Alan looked at him in surprise. Horn sat on the sofa and spread out his hands. "What, can't I know about this?"

"I thought you didn't have time to pay attention to these trivial matters."

'"As long as it's my little Ellen, it's not a trivial matter. Besides, Adele is really a nice girl. Although she has a strange personality, she's very smart. She's smarter than most men. If you can control her, trust Grandpa's eyes, she'll be a big help to you."

'Besides, she's the Miss of the Morsen Family. The Morsen family started out as a merchant and have a lot of money. If you marry Adele, Old Kate will have to take out a large dowry. Don't worry, even if he refuses, Grandpa will let him take it out. You see, this dowry is enough for you to start your business.'

Horn paused. Seeing Alan's awkward expression, he laughed and said, "Of course, it's a little early to say this. Besides, Alan, you're still young, but when you graduate from Dawn Blade, it's time to talk about a marriage. Then, we'll talk about it later."

Grandpa and grandson chatted for a long time. Even during dinner time, Horn spent time at Allen's residence. At the dining table, Ellen thought of Vincent and said, "Grandpa, there's something I want to ask you."

"Speak." Horn waved his hand.

"I want to deal with Vincent."

"Vincent?" Horn patted his forehead. "Oh, I remember. Ricky's son, what, did he provoke you?"

Alan nodded and told him everything Vincent had done to him. Hawn nodded and said, "Very well, you didn't act on your own. Vincent's actions do give you a reason to deal with him. But remember, Alan. Whether it's our family or the children of other powerful families, if they provoke you, you can respond. But there's a bottom line that you can't violate. It's life!"

"You can cripple them, but you can't really kill them. This is an unwritten rule among the nobles. Within this bottom line, you young people will do whatever you like. But once you cross this bottom line, it will no longer be your young people's business. Instead, it will rise to the height of the clan."

"I know what to do, Grandpa."

"That's good. Remember to do it straightforwardly. Why don't you don't make a move? Since you've made a move, don't give others any chance to counterattack." Horn said solemnly.

Unexpectedly, Adele didn't bother him this weekend, but Regis was pestering Alan to compete with him. Alan didn't refuse either. The two brothers fought in the training ground to the core, but the relationship between the two grew deeper and deeper. Horn was delighted when he saw this.

On Monday, Alan returned to the academy. But just as he got out of the car, a familiar figure walked towards him. '"It's William," the tall young man said angrily. He lowered his voice and said to Alan, "I did what you said! I can even work for you in the future. But if you do well, you have to … cripple that bastard Vincent!"