Flame engulfed the sky, illuminating the entire Terna Street below the night. The waiter guarding the door was blown away, crashing into the palm trees nearby. But the waiter didn’t care about his injuries, after rolling on the ground several times, he quickly got up, yelling— The word ‘destroy’ wasn’t shouted out. The whole person then collapsed to the ground. Little Reed stood behind the man, his expression emanating a fierce intent to kill. But he didn’t really move. It was not until Jason stood up that Little Reed came to his senses. “It’s nothing, not vital.” Jason answered like that. Little Reed gaped at the ripped clothing on his back, opened his mouth, then shut it again. However, when he saw Jason suddenly turn and walk away, Little Reed quickly asked. “Where are you going?” “To pursue the prey…” “Someone shot me, and I’m planning to go have a friendly chat with them,” Jason said, gripping the handle of the wide-bladed, short-handled machete without looking back. He soon disappeared from Little Reed’s field of vision. As he watched the direction where Jason’s figure had vanished, Little Reed seemed to see the sight of his lord charging forward. And thinking of the unusual signs from Lord Jason just now. “Truly his lordship’s cousin!” Little Reed smiled and, after saluting towards the direction where Jason had disappeared, turned and ran towards Terna Street outside. The battle was not yet over. Raymond quickly packed away the ‘Hunter’ rifle, which had an extremely long barrel. The excitement in his eyes had not subsided. This was his first time using the ‘Hunter’ rifle in actual combat. With a shooting range four times that of a regular flintlock and special bullets enhancing the penetration strength, the ‘Hunter’ was a type of new weaponry. But new weapons weren’t limited to just one type. The recently used ‘Flame’ was also one of them. However, ‘Flame’ compared to ‘Hunter’ was far inferior! The feeling of killing a target from a distance was just too great! Raymond took deep breaths. He needed to calm himself down quickly. Yet, when he thought about the feeling of a fatal shot from 1000 meters away, he just couldn’t calm down. And the thought of being the first person to bring ‘Hunter’ to the ‘battlefield,’ destined to leave his name in history, made it even harder for him to calm down. But, extensive training had taught him what he should do. He put the disguised, disassembled ‘Hunter’ into a wheelbarrow. He tore off his disguise coat and changed into wide-sleeved robe common attire of the Hans Port civilians. What about his skin color? Being half-native of Hans Port, he was not afraid of being found abnormal. Although he once detested his mixed heritage. But this time, being chosen for this plan because of his mixed skin color, he felt fortunate. Then he began his final tasks. Inside, five bullets lay skyward. These bullets were unlike ordinary ones. They were more like elongated ellipsoids. They seemed to be metallic, yet also like wood. They also had various patterns on them. Rumors had it that these bullets were very special, each costing as much as a ‘Hunter’. The thought that he had just spent a ‘Hunter’ with one shot excited Raymond even more. He revealed a somewhat brutal and bloodthirsty smile. He could hardly wait to fire all the remaining five bullets. But the ‘Hunter’ took too long to load. The barrel also needed to cool down. There was no chance of a second shot in short order. And having a total of six bullets naturally was for the following tasks. “I must aim for the head!” With this thought, Raymond pushed his cart, preparing for the next hiding spot. A thick arm smashed through the wooden wall and grabbed Raymond by the forehead and much of the cheek. The fingers dug deeply into Raymond’s forehead and cheek. Raymond, who considered himself well-trained, flailed in an attempt to break free.