Vol1 Ch49: Negary (1)

"Hah… hah… hah…" a Crowmen who wore a black robe was running with everything he had on the piles of bones. He was breathing heavily as he ran but didn't slow down for even a second, obviously, he was trying to escape from something.

"Why are you here and not patrolling for enemies?" Noah stood among the scattered bones, coldly glaring at this Crowmen.

"Sir Noah, the enemy is too powerful. Both John and the Bizarre Scales have been killed already, we couldn't hold out, please take Lord Negary and escape!" the Crowmen in question hurriedly answered.

"Has your mind rotted away while drowning in alcohol and women?" Noah looked down at this Crowmen in disappointment: "Another spoiled fruit, hah..."

"Sir Noah, what do you want to do!?" the Crowmen cautiously observed Noah as his hair began to flutter like seaweed in water.