“That’s quite a blow you’ve got there.”
Varrick flinched when out of nowhere a hand grabbed the neck part of the back of his shirt and effortlessly lift his body up back to his feet.
Turning his head to his side, it was a blonde mister with a well-defined muscular body. His lips are curved in an amused smile as he stares at the backs of the disappearing figures of the former members of his Garrison.
Then, he said, “I can resolve things for you. Not just them but everything else.”
“Eh?” Varrick was utterly stupefied. ‘Wait, what?’ It haven’t been a minute since the traitors had badly beaten him when he appeal once more to have the contract back and now he’s facing this, an eccentric man who’s highly likely up to no good suddenly appears out of nowhere wording such oddness.
“It won’t be
