Harvey was awakened by the sand-laden winds blowing against his dazed head and realized he had been duped.
"Something's not right here, I should be dead, right? How could I encounter a swindler at this time?"
Harvey couldn't understand it, but he had no intention of letting those two con artists get away with it. How could they prevent him from reaching the end of his destiny at such a critical moment?
At this time, Hasting and Hales were already hiding in an inn in Dew City.
They had removed their disguises, revealing bodies made of a bizarre combination of machinery and mercury.
"Hehehe, who would have thought we'd encounter such an easy mark? Now our travel expenses are taken care of," Hasting's voice emanated from the magic power furnace in his chest, with a strange echo.
