Chapter 87: Mr Alex plans to take the large organization of hunters tonight

Miss Silvia looked down at her phone and froze in shock.

The message was actually from Mr. Alex.

"Well, I would be out on hunting duties today near your house, so I just wanted to inform you that I would come over right after I am done."

Miss Silvia read every line of the text more than once to make sure she was actually reading it right.

"Not again," Miss Silvia muttered slightly under her breath. She already knew exactly what was going to happen when he came over.

"Well, I know you wouldn’t even reply. I just wanted to inform you so that when the time actually comes, you wouldn’t be shocked.

And also, lest I forget, don’t play any games or else you wouldn’t like yourself," Mr. alex sent one last message before finally going offline.

Miss Silvia stared back at her phone one last time but didn’t say anything.

Instead, she simply walked back to her car and just drove home without thinking twice.

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Mr. alex took a long sigh as he tucked his phone back into his back pocket.

He was in the midst of men who were armed with all sorts of magical potions and physical weapons.

"Are you ready now, boss?" someone asked from behind.

It was already obvious that Mr. alex was the leader among them. After all, he was just two levels short of Tyrant level.

Mr. alex didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took a deep, heavy drag.

"Let’s wait a little. Remember the plan. Since he is a hunter, he would actually be out before the middle of the night and coming back by probably the middle of the night," Mr. alex said, turning to face the six men behind him.

"Not that we are weak or anything, but it would be better to catch them off guard. So we would go before twelve, but not now. Give it about one more hour so we could be at the very least one hundred percent sure that they will not be anywhere close by when we strike," Mr. alex said briefly, a slight smile appearing on his face.

"But..." a man from the back started speaking.

Everyone else moved slightly to the side so that the man’s short figure could be revealed to their leader, Mr. alex.

On seeing this, the short man resumed his speech. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Well, Mr. Roseman’s orders were that we should go around twelve. When he returns from the dungeon, if he is even done by that time, he would be tired and we would be able to quickly overpower them."

"Shut your mouth," Mr. alex immediately cut him off before he could continue.

"Who is your commander, me or Mr. Roseman?" Mr. alex immediately shouted at the short figure in front of him.

On seeing no response, Mr. alex immediately walked in front of him and spoke again.

"Who is your commander, me or Mr. Roseman? Answer me, you fucking bitch!"

The man still kept quiet once more despite alex shouting at the top of his voice.

"Oh, I see what this is all about now," Mr. alex said calmly as he reached into his coat and pulled out a gun.

"You might as well die with your knowledge."

With that, he immediately pulled the trigger.

And right then, the short man fell to the floor in a pool of blood.

But no one dared move to save him.

Mr. alex moved closer to the corpse on the floor and spat on it.

"Tonight, we shall raid the Roseman Empire. Now, I have some other hunters waiting for me at the north-central border, and yes, we have a Tyrant with us, so you don’t need to worry," Mr. alex said, still looking at the corpse below his feet.

"The plan is actually very simple. We would storm them. All we need to do is a simple sweep. Since our task is required to start by twelve, we would finish it by ten and prepare for the attack after, so when we strike, we would not be held back by any uncompleted tasks," Mr. alex said with confidence.

He knew exactly how the rules of the hunters worked.

It was more like a military setting funded by the government.

So, like in a military regime, a coup d’état could be done and pulled off successfully without any consequences. And even though there would be bloodshed, as long as it was only hunters that died, it would not be taken as any crime by the law. The one successful could now assume the throne as the new head of the hunters.

And today, alex was more than ready to do it. He couldn’t really wait to get it all done.

"So, if you are not in support, please leave now that you can," Mr. alex said clearly. And of course, he had told them his whole plan, so it was obvious he would not spare anyone that attempted to go away.

"You’re a monster. You can’t live after everything Mr. Roseman has done for you!" someone immediately cried out, pulling his gun and pointing it straight at Mr. alex’s head.

"Well, I now see why you haven’t progressed all your life, because you can’t see the truth," Mr. alex said, walking towards him.

But the man was still hesitant, so he walked back, his gun still pointed right at Mr. alex’s head.

"If you take one more step forward, I will blast your head into shreds. Trust me," the man said calmly.

"Okay, okay, I guess you don’t know me then," Mr. alex said with a smile as he looked calmly at the man in front of him.

He didn’t look visibly angry or anything close. Instead, he seemed almost happy, a smile lingering on his face.

The man holding the gun couldn’t understand why he was still not even looking annoyed. It was as though the gun he was holding was just a mere toy.

But to his surprise, a green light almost immediately started to surge from Mr. alex’s feet.

It was more than clear that Mr. alex was activating his essence.

The man holding the gun immediately noticed. By now, sweat was already dripping down his body, but still he stayed firm. And without warning, he pulled the trigger, aiming directly at Mr. alex’s head.