Jin-ae, who just finished cooking, was called over by Hsiao-Han at Hayden’s arrival. Silently, Jin-ae put the platter of cooked bacon on the dining table along with rice and the two walked behind Hayden as they wanted to see how Hayden, a Level 2 wielder, would make a Level 4 wielder talk.
“Talk.” Hayden leaned in on the priest-doctor, who remained paralyzed as Aiko’s paralytic gas would take effect for thirty minutes succeeding its reabsorption. The man’s face, despite being a coward, wouldn’t back away from a mere Level 2 wielder. “You won’t talk, huh?”
At that moment, Hayden’s voice turned deep akin to a demon’s voice, his eyes emitting cold-blooded killing intent. “Would you talk, or do you want to do this the hard way?”
Regardless of Hayden’s killing intent directed solely
