Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 785 - 23 ’Carnival Invitation!_2

Chapter 785: Chapter 23 ‘Carnival’ Invitation!_2

Suddenly, Losa 11 snapped back to reality.

“It’s okay.”

After regaining his composure, Losa 11 quickly adjusted his state, first waving at Billder, then his gaze settled on Jason.

This eleventh heir of the Losa Family did not know if this matter was related to his older brothers and sisters, but he knew who he should rely on now.

As for this matter being related to his father?

That was impossible.

...

Given his father’s ruthlessness and tyranny, there was no way he would still have time to sit here breathing.

Probably from the beginning, it would have been the end.

A violent storm-like attack?

Haha, non-existent.

To wreak havoc and destruction from the outset—that was his father’s style.

So, there was still hope!

Losa 11 couldn’t help but feel relieved in his heart.

“From now on, we must rely on you, Lord Jason.”

Losa 11 said this.

“They shouldn’t come here, right?”

Roslor, looking at the ‘Brutalizers’ causing carnage on the screen, said this subconsciously.

However, the moment the words left his mouth, the doctor seemed to realize something.

Almost instinctively, Roslor looked towards Jason.

Or more precisely, towards the remote control Jason had in his hand.

Suddenly, the doctor’s complexion turned ugly.

Under normal circumstances, these ‘Brutalizers’ indulging in the pleasure of slaughter wouldn’t bother with them, but what if someone were to command them?

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With the existence of a remote control, this was clearly not difficult.

“Pers, can you communicate with Galen?”

Losa 11 asked.

At this point, the addition of any viable force could influence the final outcome.

‘The Golden Lamb’ Galen, Losa 11 naturally wouldn’t let him slip by.

“We can.”

“Player Galen is very calm.”

“More trustworthy than any ‘Brutalizer’.”

When Pers said this, he couldn’t help but glance at Jason.

He wanted to say something more covert, but when he noticed Jason’s calm eyes, he made his words more diplomatic and obscure.

Pers didn’t know why he did this.

He only knew that doing so wouldn’t anger Jason.

In fact, Jason didn’t care about these things at all.

After giving a promise to Losa 11 again, his gaze turned to the computer screen.

He was observing his opponent.

Roslor, with Billder’s help, started to barricade the elevator with heavy objects like sofas and beds in the room.

Billder knew that this wouldn’t be much use.

But at least, it could provide them with a little buffer.

“Pers, do you have any weapons left here?”

Billder asked Pers, who was heading towards the hallway.

“No more.”

“‘Contactors’ are not armed personnel.”

“This is all there is.”

Pers stopped, shook the handgun in his hand with a wry smile on his face.

Billder’s face fell.

Three handguns, dealing with ordinary ‘Brutalizers’ shouldn’t be a problem, but to face those special, powerful ones, it was simply not enough, even if he wasn’t as idle as before.

Keep in mind, what they were up against wasn’t just one or two ‘Brutalizers’.

But all of them!

All of the ‘Brutalizers’ in the Game Mansion!

How many?

There were a total of 4 participating in the F Zone finals, including Jason.

But the number of ‘Brutalizers’ in the entire Game Mansion was an exaggerated figure.

At least 100!

This was Billder’s preliminary estimate.

If he missed anything, this number would need to be doubled at least.

Thinking of such a number, the former security consultant Billder felt a throbbing pain at his temples.

There was simply no way out.

Unable to help himself, Billder looked towards Jason.

It seemed they could only rely on Jason now!

But…

Could Jason do it?

Billder would never deny Jason’s might; among all the ‘Brutalizers’ he had seen, Jason was definitely one of the best, but among the ‘Brutalizers’ they were facing now, at least three were as powerful as him, each having qualified for the F Zone finals.

Among the remaining ‘Brutalizers,’ who could guarantee there were no one or two hidden threats?

The more Billder thought about it, the more his head ached.

But soon, he became alert.

Because, Pers had brought ‘The Golden Lamb’ Galen to them.

Galen was somewhat bewildered at this point.

He had just been resting in his room when the ‘door’ suddenly opened.

Facing this scene, Galen didn’t act rashly.

He knew why he had fallen to this point today.

It was related to the death of Send 9.

Was the scene before him related to the ‘Send Family’?

The moment he stepped out of the room, would he be subjected to a frenzied attack?

Galen had heard and experienced more than once just how formidable the Hundred Major Families were.

Therefore, until Pers appeared, Galen had stayed obediently in his ‘apartment.'”

“A riot?”

“Lord Jason has agreed to protect Losa 11?”

“Count me in!”

After hearing Pers’s words, Galen agreed without hesitation.

He didn’t like riots, nor did he like becoming one of the rioters.

Moreover, Jason was there.

For Jason, who had saved him twice and allowed him to see light in the darkness, the simple, earnest, and steadfast Galen treated him wholeheartedly, not out of submission, but as a sort of faith-like existence.

So, ‘The Golden Lamb’ clenched the lighter tightly, looking excitedly at Jason who was within arm’s reach.

“Lord Jason.”

Galen called out.

This was the second time he had seen Jason up close.