The intruder leaned back.
"I'm going to ask you a question. If you hesitate in your answer, this hatchet will land on your forehead, your chest, or, if you're unlucky, somewhere lower."
"…"
"Answer."
"I-I understand."
In all his years, no one had talked to Steven like this. Even nobles treated him with caution.
'Who is he? When did I provoke someone like this?'
His thoughts raced.
The intruder smirked.
"Your mind's racing. Curious who I am, aren't you?"
"Y-Yes, I am curious."
Despite shaking, Steven asked honestly.
The man answered.
"I'm Baron Blanks, whom you have been referring to as some backwater knight."
"…"
Steven froze completely as the name finally clicked in his mind.
Next an overwhelming scream erupted in his mind.
'FUCKKKK!'
'Fuckkkk!'
'Ahahaha!'
'Baron Blanks… That Baron Blanks…'
'Why is he so fucking strong?'
'Isn't he Master rank? So how did he kill two Master ranks like nothing?'
'No… Bullshit…'
'This is too much bullshit…'
