Chapter 979: You Want Me to Be a Security Guard?!
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"Am I going to die?" asked the store manager, who had been sliced to the brink of death by Muria, as he lay on the ground looking up at Muria, a trace of sorrow flashing through his eyes. It was as if he had seen the emergence of another Ghoul butcher.
"Do you have any last words?" Muria withdrew his gaze, looking down at the middle-aged man who seemed to be caught up in some deep emotion.
"My dream is for Ghouls to coexist peacefully with humans..."
Splat! Crimson blood splattered as a head with an expression of disbelief flew high into the air before landing on the ground. He had not expected Muria to lose patience so quickly; he had only gotten out one sentence before he was slaughtered.
"Delusional!" Muria, who had lost interest after hearing just one sentence, didn't care to listen to anything more. He lightly shook his sword to fling off all the filthy blood.