บท 76: Poor Hot Rod

"It's you, old bastard!" Kadyn exclaimed, spotting the culprit. He never thought that this guy would sneak into his shop in the middle of the night.

"Damn it!" the man cursed and peered at Kadyn with a vicious expression. "I wanted to do this silently, but who would have thought that you've got a death wish, brat?"

"Hot Rod!" Khrom's eyes widened when he saw the man's face. What the hell this bastard is doing here. He thought. Kadyn and Khrom exchanged glances, both of them could see the confusion in each other's eyes. 

"What are you doing? Are you here for Melvona?" Kadyn calmed himself down and asked—if he was out of the shop he would definitely run with his tail between his legs. But here, he was the king. No Spell Caster could do anything to him. As he thought, he curled his lips triumphantly. It felt good to have an overpowering trump card like a magic shop.