248 Odd about him. (1/2)

Although everyone else who had seen Ozul for the first time was only curious and probing him to the best of their abilities, Lammert was only raging inside.

He was a fairly smart man and could easily connect the dots with Luthien leaving yesterday and in front of him, the man who was supposed to be missing two arms had his left arm without a scratch!

'That idiot! After all his reassurance that the hand was in safe hands, this brat just goes and fetches his arm back like it was nothing!' Lammert cursed Luthien in his heart.

Although he considered Luthien as also someone with high enough ambitions and smart thinking, they now had lost another one of those 'devil's limbs' which made him feel like his heart was bleeding.

'Urgh! Everything was going as planned, and now everything is messed because he couldn't even take care of an arm!' Lammert blamed Luthien, unaware of the fact that the latter had already died a gruesome death.

The Church of Light's alliance with the Silverbird Kingdom was unlike that of the other organizations. Luthien was good with words, and he had somehow made Lammert actually have a good impression of him.

Lammert who would only look for bad in people saw Luthien as a valuable tool and the latter was fully aware of it. However, Luthien also saw Lammert as an important means to complete his plans.

In short, both were just trying to use each other.

After Luthien had learned these limbs' true value, he had started forcing Lammert to hand over the arm that he had sent him. Even when Lammert refused flat out, Luthien still did not break their alliance because he found it a huge loss to lose an ally just as or even more shrewd than him.

Although he hadn't been able to get the arm back from Lammert, Luthien still managed to convince him that the Silverbird Kingdom would be getting half the profits the Church made of the Healing liquid.

Enough talking about that, Lammert at the moment couldn't help but ground his teeth while glaring towards Ozul sitting far away from him. In his mind, he continued to curse Luthien nonstop.

Just at that moment, as if sensing his gaze, Ozul turned his head in his direction and made eye contact.

The moment their eyes met caused chills to run down Lammert's spine.

From that single moment of eye contact, Lammert could tell that unlike he thought, he was far from being a match to this devil, 'H-he is strong!'

Only then did he remember that this kid in front of him had obtained another one of his limbs back, 'Did he get stronger because of that?!'

A slight fear rose from his heart as he thought about how this 'kid' would try to seek revenge and look for the arm that was with the Church now.

Even when he felt that Ozul had somehow gotten beyond his league, Lammert didn't worry that he would be able to snatch the arm because of her presence.

'Anyway, who is that old man... he gives me a strange feeling,' Lammert squinted his eyes at the old man who looked just like an average old man who didn't even have enough money to buy proper clothes.

. . .

At this time, Raven, Blaze, Irvin, and even Haley were surrounding Ozul's seat. All of them looked at his left arm which looked more than human now.

None of them said out aloud anything since they were out here in public.

Ozul looked at Raven's staggering appearance and said, ”Go and fix yourself.”

Then he turned to Blaze. ”Rest. Recover your Mana, you are up against that man over there?” he asked while pointing at Mikol standing near Lammert's seat.

Blaze nodded his head and before he could confidently assure Ozul that he would secure the victory, he heard the latter say,

”You would most probably lose. Don't let your guard down.”

Blaze couldn't even refute the words because it was Ozul who said it. Nonetheless, he was more than determined to prove him wrong.

On his side, Haley brought him somewhere so he would recover quickly. He only had two hours after all.

Meanwhile, Ozul continued to stare at Mikol for a few moments, making the latter uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze.

'He is unusually strong for a middle stage Rank-8...' Ozul thought inside his mind as he probed Mikol.