Chapitre 217: Chapter 219 The eyes of the devil [Edited]
On the other side of Vale.
While Roman Torchwick was trying to steal dust from an SDC ship. Someone was impatiently waiting for him.
Tsunade was now looking at Neo from the shadows. Neo even though was stronger than before. Her sense was still at the level of those of genin or chunin.
She who was at the low level kage now could hide from her easily.
She observed her and wanted to know what she would do when she knew that Roman left her here so he could go on the biggest heist alone.
Neo was now feeling annoyed she was waiting for Roman to contact her for ten minutes now. Roman always told her that being on time was the most important thing.
But now it was him who was late.
'Why has he still not contacted me…'
Neo frowned, She looked around and didn't see any member of the white fangs. She felt something was off right now. But she didn't know where to go and find him.
He tried to call him and message him but he didn't respond to her.
Neo was very angry now and when she was about to go and find him. She saw her sensei first.
She was surprised and didn't know what she wanted. She told her that she would never interfere with her life. And being a thief was one of them.
Tsunade didn't mind much about her chosen career. It wasn't different from being a ninja.
And now that she came out to meet her when she was on the job made her wonder what she wanted from her now.
"I have something to tell you, I just got my message from my master about your partner in crime. Looks like you don't need to wait for him anymore."
"What do you mean?"
Neo was curious at first about the master of her sensei but when she heard that she didn't need to wait for him anymore it made her feel uneasy. Did something happen to him?
Tsunade then explained everything to her. She then cursed and ran as fast as she could to a certain location across the city.
…
At Vale port.
Sullivan, Blake and Penny were now fighting with white fangs. The three could fight them easily. In the white fangs there were many people who knew Blake and tried to kill her and call her traitor.
Those people were dealt with quickly by Sullivan because he didn't want them to shake Blake's mind more than they already had.
He didn't use any weapon, just bare hand alone was enough to shatter their aura and subdue them.
His strength was improving day by day without having to do anything. His bloodline was still not fully awake. It was still in the seal stage, as Hermione had checked on him the last time.
He had an ancient seal placed on his forehead, and it will take some time for the seal to be broken completely.
And while the three were beating them. Penny laughed and shouted with an innocent smile.
"We are gangbanging them hard!"
Sullvian who heard that couldn't help but shut her mouth with the force. He didn't use magic on her because he was afraid that he would break her unintentionally.
"For satan sake please stop! Who taught her to speak like that? I will find them and beat the shit out of them!"
She wasn't bad on the show. Sullivan wanted to know the location of the people who taught her to speak dirty like that. And it should be recently because Penny didn't speak like that when they first met.
'That means it's one of those participants from atlas.'
When the three fight the white fangs.
Roman Torchwick appeared. He looked at them with his usual smirk on his face.
He thought that even if they could fight the lackeys, they would never be able to beat him or the captain level of white fang, but when he saw how Sullivan moved and fought with the faunus, he couldn't help but think of someone.
"Oh shit don't tell me."
Their fighting style was the same as if they had come out of the mold. He would be stupid not to notice something so obvious as that.
And when he was trying to think in a positive way that they might just have the same fighting style for many reasons. That was when he saw something that would give him nightmares for the rest of his life.
The eyes of the devil.
He saw him looking at his way. His orange fire eyes pierced his soul and judged if he was worth being left alive.
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