Chapter 739

“Hey, Mr. Ken’ichirō! I didn’t do anything to you, did I? Hey, hey—Ken’ya, you’re still on the line, right? Maybe you could tell your uncle to calm down? He’s bleeding, he’s injured, and he’s still chasing me around with a sword! That’s not normal behavior, right? What, did he just snap and go cyberpsycho or something?”

After experiencing Ken’ya’s emotional rollercoaster—shock to joy, joy to realization, realization to abruptly hanging up—Karl had spent half the time being chased by Ken’ichirō’s cold, expressionless face and raised blade before finally catching his breath.

Ken’ichirō hadn’t stopped because he was tired. No, it was because Karl’s subordinates had just contacted him. This time, there was actually something important.