As Lucilia's words rang in his ears, Ed immediately looked behind him.
A flash of light passed before his cheek. If he had reacted a little later, there would be something stuck in his face right now.
A dagger was embedded in the wall beside him.
Ed looked at the newcomer with a hint of fear and anger. The other party had nearly taken his head off.
An extravagantly dressed man, his face covered in clown paint, strode toward Ed with exaggerated steps, his face etched with a maniacal smile and bloodshot eyes.
Not this shit again... What is wrong with this bastard? Why is he f*cking chasing me like a hungry ghost? First, because of him, I lost my chance with a sugar mommy, and now I can't even loot treasure in peace.
Ed cursed angrily, putting the bag down and ready to send this clown to hell.
"Hahaha, I finally caught you again!"
The dagger embedded in the wall vanished, and new daggers appeared in the clown's hands, one after another slipping between his fingers.
