"Kagayama!"
Seeing Kagayama lying unconscious on the ground, Piado's body trembled.
He wasn't so much concerned about Kagayama's life or death, but rather he saw his own future in Kagayama's fate.
"Stop! I surrender!"
When Marco approached him with clenched fists and a vicious grin, Piado directly fell to his knees with a 'thud'.
Looking at Piado prostrating himself on the ground, Marco's eyes were full of disgust.
This kind of person truly couldn't earn an ounce of respect from him.
"BOOM!"
Marco raised his foot and kicked Piado flying.
He didn't have even a shred of sympathy for these Dark Guild members.
These guys likely all had blood on their hands.
Though young in age, they had probably already killed people without a blink of an eye.
The world of magic was certainly not a game of make-believe.
When a group of people with powers far beyond normal humans do evil, their destructive power is terribly frightening.
Ordinary people have absolutely no way to fight back.
The only ones who can directly confront these evil Dark Guilds are the legal guilds.
The two sides are true mortal enemies.
Those powerful mages from legal guilds are welcomed and respected wherever they go, because they shoulder the responsibility of confronting Dark Guilds and protecting civilians' safety.
They are the true guardians of the common people.
"Are you going to come out yourself, or do I have to drag you out?"
After kicking Piado flying and knocking him out cleanly, Marco didn't stop.
He spoke towards a wall in front of him.
Marco talking to himself in front of a wall would make others think he was crazy if they saw it, but Marco knew there was still someone hiding inside the wall in front of him.
The types of magic in the Earth Land are extremely diverse.
There's all kinds of magic - controlling whips, controlling shadows and even passing through walls like the one before him.
"Hum!"
As Marco finished speaking, a wave of magic power rippled across the wall.
"BOOM!"
Marco threw out a punch, directly making a hole in the wall.
Then he changed his fist to a claw, grabbing the neck of the person on the other side of the wall.
"Don't move, or I'll snap your neck." Marco said with a smile.
These words made the fat man whose neck he was gripping fall silent in terror, his body stiff and not daring to move an inch.
Marco exerted force, forcefully pulling the fat man out through the hole.
Naturally, the hole in the wall grew larger and larger.
"You guys, where did you small fries come from? Though I've certainly never heard of you before, you're a bit too weak."
Throwing the fat man to the ground, Marco sharply mocked.
The battle was over, but he hadn't even gotten warmed up.
Or rather, he hadn't even exerted himself before these guys were already down.
"With just this little strength, you dare to come cause trouble for us Fairy Tail mages? Do you really not take me seriously at all?"
Marco used his hand to slick back his hair, fixing his hairstyle, then asked the only conscious fat man.
When facing enemies, the usually kind Marco showed a completely different face.
His eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth turned up, his expression grim, a lock of hair swaying slightly as it hung over his forehead.
"..."
The fat man didn't dare make a sound.
Looking at his companions lying on the ground in unknown states, he was already completely terrified.
To be honest, the fat man actually had a chance to escape in the chaos earlier.
But because he was frozen in fear, he didn't dare move at all inside the wall.
He didn't dare to go further and ambush, nor could he make up his mind to retreat and escape.
In the end, he was directly dragged out by Marco.
"Who's the client?" Marco lowered his head, bending down to look at the frightened fat man and slowly asked.
"It-it-it-it's Mr. Halos!"
The fat man didn't hesitate at all, immediately selling out the client for this mission.
He truly had zero professional ethics!
Their Dark Guild did all sorts of murderous and thieving deeds.
By rights, they should place more importance on protecting client privacy.
A Dark Guild with no credibility wouldn't be able to survive in the underground circles either, as people could simply choose another guild.
Of course, generally no one would truly trust these Dark Guilds.
The clients who connected with them for mission requests were usually a middlemen.
"Mr. Halos, never heard of him."
Marco had no impression of this unfamiliar name, clearly not someone targeting him.
This should be an enemy of his client Mr. Deno.
That's good, Mr. Deno would have to add more money now.
That guy hadn't emphasized there could be this kind of risk.
In this kind of situation, it definitely counts as the client's responsibility.
This responsibility attribution was quite easy to determine.
If it was due to Marco's own problem, like if he had exposed himself and attracted others' covetousness, then naturally there would be nothing to say, it would be all Marco's fault.
But in the current situation, Marco had made no mistakes at all, yet was still targeted by enemies.
Moreover, someone had specifically hired people to target him, clearly intending to sabotage the client's mission.
Then there was nothing to say either, it was definitely all the client's responsibility.
Picking up the black rope, Marco tied it around the four people, bundling the four of them together into a big meatball.
Marco held the rope in his hand, pulling it as he walked in front.
The "big meatball" rolled with difficulty behind him.
This strange sight naturally made him the center of attention, even attracting the notice of the city guards.
It was the drama festival after all, the whole of Onibus was a mix of all sorts of people.
All kinds of strange characters could sneak in and the guards were truly having a hard time.
Marco explained all the way, successfully dragging the "big meatball" to Mr. Deno's doorstep.
Mr. Deno's butler came out to receive him and was also startled by that "big meatball".
"M-Mr. Marco, I'll go report to Mr. Deno."
The butler stammered a bit, stumbling and crawling as he ran back to the main building.
He was clearly quite frightened, having never seen such a scene before.
The butler was conflicted in his heart, wondering since when Mr. Deno had started doing human trafficking business.
Was it really okay to be so blatant about it?
Would he get a generous reward if he reported it to the magic council?
Unfortunately, the butler didn't have time to ponder for long, because Mr. Deno who came to the courtyard with him also had a dumbfounded expression when he saw this scene.
He was clearly completely unaware of this matter.
"Mr. Deno, I'm very sorry to inform you of some bad news. You'll probably have to add money for this job. There are some things you didn't explain clearly. You didn't tell me someone would specifically ambush me at the station."
Seeing Mr. Deno with the same dumbfounded expression as the butler, Marco grinned and told him about that Mr. Halos business.
After hearing the name "Mr. Halos", the dumbfounded Mr. Deno immediately changed to an expression of sudden realization.
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