Sean McCann

I was planning to visit the chief of the mystic wolves,” I said.

“It’s fine to ask questions, but think for yourself first,” Moyugi snapped. “To put it simply, you look up to me as some sort of superior, and you were looking for me to give you orders, right? In other words, you’re an idiot. They say an idiot is what you make of him, and, it goes without saying, I could make good use of you. What do you say to that, Haruhiro-kun the idiot?”

“‘It seems many people are unable to sleep at night unless they turn out the lights, but I find the darkness suffocating, and can never sleep’...”

Is there any point in me being here?

Will I go mad?

Or, have I already...?

He just had to tough it out. If he could tough it out, that meant he wasn’t at his limit yet.

First, he eliminated his presence with Hide. Second, he moved with his presence eliminated with Swing. Third, he utilized all of his senses to detect the presences of others with Sense.

Using the secret art of thieves, Stealth, to its fullest, Haruhiro moved forward like a shadow.

’m not great with action games. The reason for that is that I can’t handle doing the same thing over and over.

While I’m playing, I start to see, Oh, this is what I should be doing here. I can play through once or twice like that, but I have trouble doing any more. I start feeling mischievous, and do something differently.

These influential figures were all worried that they might be massacred here, and their bodies discarded in the mountains, as to prevent them from interfering with his rule. No one had explained to them the reason for gathering, so you could hardly blame them for thinking that.

I noticed a somewhat complicated expression on Julius’s face.