Chapitre 500: Why is this wine so expensive?

"Don't learn it?" Maxen nodded firmly. "Alright! I swear I won't learn that unlucky move!" He'd hesitated for a split second, but that agreement seemed a little *too* quick.

Sensing something amiss, Mike narrowed his eyes, a glint of intelligence sparking within. He scrutinized Maxen for a moment before asking casually, "You've already learned it, haven't you?"

Maxen froze, blurting out, "Uh, isn't it Broke?" 

He'd given himself away!

"You have! You sneaky dog!" Mike grinned, pulling out his prepared backup plan. 

He'd anticipated this possibility. After all, Ares usually taught Maxen any new moves he learned. Only Maxen was tough enough to handle them.

Mike pointed to a clause in the contract. "Sign here, notarized by the Mystic Market. After receiving this money, you agree to never use Broke against Thor." 

2.5 million Lord merits as hush money for Maxen.