Not long after the clerics had finished dealing with the bounty hunter's corpse, one of the Church doctors broke away from the main group and swiftly caught up to Alan, who had already left the scene.
Seeing this doctor, just like the bounty hunter before, blocking his path without any intention of giving way, Alan couldn't help but feel a surge of irritation.
"Get lost," Alan growled coldly.
The doctor grinned widely, his expression turning strangely twisted.
"You said earlier that your life was worth a lot of money, right?
Perfect timing. Uncle here is a little short on cash lately.
Be a good boy and die for me, will you? Uncle needs some spending money."
Alan let out a cold chuckle.
"Sure, let's see if you've got what it takes to claim it!"
Without wasting another word, Alan charged forward.
His mana Overpressure flared to its maximum, and he poured all his killing intent into a single decisive strike.
