"Gone? What do you mean gone? Didn't you just report that you have located him?"
In the temporary headquarters of the Pegasus Army, Marquis Vincent barked at the orderly officer in front of him.
"We had located him... but now... we've...lost him again..."
"Incompetents! Keep searching! I want to see the man alive or his corpse! Could Colin Angler, such a big man, suddenly fly away?"
"Yes, sir!"
After the orderly officer left in a hurry, Marquis Vincent picked up the cup of water and was scalded as he took a sip. He was so irate that he smashed the cup on the floor, roaring:
"Who prepared this hot water? Trying to scald me to death?"
An attendant nearby was shaking as he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy incessantly.
Swish!
With a flash of the sword, the poor fellow's head was chopped off by Marquis Vincent.
Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, Marquis Vincent finally vented some of his pent-up anger.
