บท 139: Its not that bad

Alex continued his trek towards Zuberk Kingdom, his eyes occasionally flitting down to the map interface on his wrist. A small red icon pulsated near his current location, the universal symbol for "robbery in progress."

A smirk played on his lips. "Hmm... a robbery, This will be a good way to stretch my legs."

He came to a stop, his gaze fixed on the icon as it inched closer. His enhanced senses allowed him to hear the muffled shouts and the clatter of metal on metal even from a distance.

With a sudden burst of speed, two figures emerged from an alleyway, clad in dark clothing and their faces obscured by masks. One wielded a massive katana that gleamed ominously in the sunlight, dwarfing even Alex in size. The other held a wicked-looking dagger, its point glinting with a cold promise.

"Give up the money!" the masked figure with the dagger barked, his voice distorted by the cloth. "Or else your life is the payment!"