Chapter 192. Ark
(Warning! This chapter contains graphic descriptions. A plot summary will be provided in the author’s note.)
The place where people swarmed was a kind of gambling den. In that gambling den, I witnessed the depths of human depravity. It was a sight more brutal than cannibalism.
And the man now speaking to me was the very one who had been urging bets in that gambling den just moments ago. He had an ordinary appearance. His belly was slightly protruding, but his limbs were thin. He wore round-rimmed glasses, and his slit-like eyes stared at me.
“What’s the matter? I’m talking to you.”
The men surrounding us all seemed to be his subordinates. Scum who orchestrated that brutal gambling den. Spectators also began to gather around. The betting spectators kept their distance, forming a large circle. The crowd of spectators was mostly men, with a few women mixed in. Their only commonality was their incredibly filthy appearance.
Thud-thud-thud.
“Aaaargh!”
Ignoring the man, I snapped the wrist of the pickpocket I was holding. The pickpocket, with incredibly swift movements, swung his other hand towards my neck. In his hand, a jackknife had appeared from who knew where.
Thwack. Thud.
“Ugh… Gurgle…”
Whump. Thud.
The pickpocket’s speed in swinging the knife was incredibly fast. He seemed to possess a speed-related Ability. Unfortunate for him, but he was still slower than me. I grabbed the wrist flying towards my neck and twisted it. His own jackknife plunged into his neck, and he collapsed, spurting a stream of blood from his throat.
