"Ha Ha Ha. Do you think that I didn't consider that option? If we had been hostile to him today, then we would have been the ones to lose."
Kouske was shocked. If the big boss personally said this then it had to be true so he did not doubt that part. What he couldn't believe was… just how did he become so strong so soon?
"Fuck! If only I could also become that stupid garrison leader." Kouske sighed. Unlike others who were left wondering, he knew that the secret to Liam's success lay there.
But what was the use of knowing this… he was still not able to do anything. While grumbling about this, suddenly he realized something. "Sir, he left. That means the treasure is still ours for the taking."
Everyone also realized the same thing and revealed relieved expressions but when he said it out like that something felt off. It took them a couple of seconds for the truth to settle in. Everyone looked at their big boss who silently smiled.
"Damn it." Kouske spat out in rage. They had all been played right from the beginning. The guy had orchestrated everything. "So should we just leave?"
The black-cladded figure again nodded with a smile. He walked forward to put a hand on Kouske and patted him.
"Don't get so worked up. If you get emotional, you will make mistakes. Don't you know that? Hmmm? Aren't you a calm person?"
"I know, Sir. I am sorry." Kouske put his head down in embarrassment. "It's just that when he is involved..."
"Ha Ha Ha. That is true. He is indeed an infuriating person, but…"
"Huh?"
"If you knew… what I know… you will feel only pity for him."
Kouske's eyes widened in confusion. What was he talking about?
The big boss smiled. "You know how I sense dangerous situations."
"Yes, sir. The color grey?"
"Right. But, do you know how that person's future looks?"
Kouske gulped. He really wanted to know how it looked. Was it white? That was the aura of a blessed person. Seeing how lucky he usually was, that was probably the color. Or maybe perhaps golden? That was the aura of a ruler.
But unexpectedly... the words he heard next were...
"It's black. Solid pitch-black without a single shade of white or even grey. Heh. So relax."
"What?!"
The guy patted Kouske again and then climbed onto his mount. "We don't have to do anything at all. Not even lift a finger. That person is doomed with or without our intervention."
"In fact, there is nothing anyone can do to help him. He is just a walking corpse. He might as well be dead already."
Kouske gulped. His brother's premonitions were not a joke. So if he says this… then it means that Liam was indeed doomed.
"Sir… Are you going to warn him?"
"Why? He didn't ask me about himself. He asked me about Derek. So that's all the answer that I owe him."
Kouske silently nodded in deep contemplation.
Just what was going to happen that his future was so irredeemable? Knowing Liam so far, the guy was definitely going to piss off someone even more terrifying?
No matter what it was, it was none of their concern.
Kouske closed his eyes and let out a deep breath of relief. There was a small smile on his face as he couldn't help but enjoy this misery that awaited his enemy.
The group then quietly left the area without lingering there any longer and wasting their time. After all, they had other big things planned in the nether realm before the war between the two worlds come to an end.