Chapter 142
Fwooosh.
The once-harmonious camp of Martin was now engulfed in crimson flames, burning away.
“Bring every drop of water we have!”
To suppress the fire, Martin’s subordinates were busily carrying water with their bloodied bodies and pouring it onto the buildings.
“Waaaaah!”
Startled by the sudden ambush, the children were crying hysterically, unable to regain their composure.
“What happened?!”
Martin, who had rushed back, shouted in fury at the sight of the absolute wreckage.
“B-Boss. I’m sorry. Suddenly, those Orca bastards attacked us and…”
The subordinate lowered his head in shame.
“Those sons of bitches!”
While Martin gritted his teeth in indignation,
Crash!
Khal kicked aside a pile of debris that had collapsed in the fire, revealing Jake buried underneath.
In Jake’s arms were two children covered in soot.
“Cough, cough!”
Having inhaled a lot of smoke, Jake was coughing with tears streaming down his face, but Khal asked about the situation with a cold, indifferent expression.
“What happened here?”
“Cough. A group called Orca ambushed us. They set the place on fire without warning and took Pango. They said if we want her back, we have to fight a Conquest Battle.”
Snap!
Though their hidden motives were unclear, Martin, consumed by rage, repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists.
Khal, completely ignoring Martin’s emotions, asked Jake,
“What’s your physical condition?”
“I’ll be fine after some water. Thanks to you saving me early, I don’t have any major burns.”
