Chapter 383: Jabel's Nobles (Part-6)

Alexander's attention had been drawn toward Maizdy the moment he had entered the room.

How could it not?

The man was huge, occupying almost two chairs and having his face all wrapped and bandaged, with some of the fat around his face even spilling out from between the linen clothes.

Clearly, this was the troublemaker.

*Shooo*

And hearing the loud shout, Alexander simply shot out a crossbow bolt, its sound as it traveled through the air making the nobles imagine they were hearing the joyful laugh of death harvesting another life.

*Thud*

But fortunately for them, this time, the steel bolt only drilled itself into the thick, mahogany table, landing just far enough from the obese noble to miss him but nevertheless close enough to almost make him pee himself.

And made the nobles look in horror at the huge, needle-like steel bolt glinting light out of its smooth, hard body.

Alexander had these steel bolts specifically made for him.