Bab 77: Impostor Founded

Draxus was standing in front of Flashy, ready to face the men attacking the slave.

Flashy was still lying on the ground, watching Draxus being heroic.

"Stop with the staring, you moron. Run away. Hide. Do something. Go to Czar."

"Oh. Right. Sorry. You carry on." Flashy slapped his face, stood up and from the sidelines, he ran away.

Although, he took off his shirt and covered his face with it.

Now he just hoped no one would recognise him.

He tiptoed his way on the ground like a scared cat and looked for a safe spot.

He walked and walked and walked until…

THUMP!

He fell inside the ground.

'I am dead.'

———

Adolf nearly killed all the hungry men that came to attack him.

A few of them were still left but Hustler gave this task to other men.

He had something else to do.

"Now it's time to catch the impostor." He said and walked towards a direction.