Chapter 257 Interlude 2

Chapter 257 Interlude 2

At a quiet, peaceful beach that evening, a figure showed up without any warning. This was a man with raven black hair wearing a black suit. He looked young, but there was a mature presence about him. He was very handsome, and when necessary, he could put on the charm. At that moment, however, he had a lazy expression on. The man yawned and scratched at his rather ruffled hair like he had nothing better to do.

Vincent appeared like he was waiting for something to happen. He peered into the horizon, and his gaze soon lingered on the northwestern corner of the sky. There was a single cloud floating there, a solitary cloud. It appeared so dignified and unique in the dusking sky. Time was slowly slipping away, and the sun dropped behind the horizon. The cloud gradually expanded toward the eastern and western side, forming a hue of sunset glow down the horizon. From afar, it looked like a beach that was dangling in the sky.

As night arrived, the wind slowly stopped. The surface of the sea that was as calm as ever turned purplish black. That was until a blushing moon rose into the sky, casting the sea in a layer of blurry red.

"You arrived so early." Simon’s voice suddenly rang out from behind Vincent.

Vincent did not turn around and replied without any shock, "Time is the one thing that we are not lacking. Waiting is another form of relaxation."

"Master’s words are always so philosophical." A rather childish voice came. From the voice, it sounded like the person was a youth of about sixteen or seventeen. The young man was also wearing a black suit and looked exquisite, so exquisite were his features that a woman probably would be envious of them.

"Hahaha... He is merely spacing out while looking at the sky, pretending to be an artistic person... Hahaha..." Woody’s salacious laughter also appeared.

"Hue hue..." More laughter rang out. A man who was short and waddled like a penguin appeared around the group of four.

"Vincent, Woody, Simon, Sid." Mr. Yoo’s gaze swept the faces of the gathered four. "It is my honor to meet all the four of you together."

"Cough... Cough..." A young man who looked like he was dying appeared on the surface on the sea like he was floating. He told Mr. Yoo, "If you do not really feel that way, please do not say something like that."

Next to him there were two other figures. They were also floating on the surface of the ocean.

"Death hasn’t arrived?" Simon tossed his cold gaze unto the three people.

"My bet will be unable to enter the game in the next forty-eight hours of real life time," Vincent said. "That is more than enough compromise, yes?"

He looked around, and no one spoke.

"If there is no objection..." Vincent looked at Pestilence. "Master Pestilence, would you like to leave now?"

Pestilence bowed and smiled. "My pleasure."

"But everyone here has to agree to one of my conditions," Vincent added.

"This sounds like a dangerous trade..." Mr. Yoo instantly sniffed out the conspiracy.

"At this moment, other than Simon, who has not made a bet, the six people that have been chosen by all of you are just right to perform a Killing Game, isn’t they?" Vincent smiled wickedly. "My condition is very simple—have them fight in a match."

"Humph... So, that is what you’re after." War was the first to scoff. "That’s right up my alley... After all, my piece will never lose."

"I am glad to join in the fun," Famine added.

"Since you’ve said that, master..." Sid normally would not go against Vincent.

Pestilence shared a look with Mr. Yoo and shrugged. "Since no one is against it..."

"Hue hue hue... Sounds like this will be very interesting..." Woody smirked. "But is this really a good thing? The fight between masters will surpass life and death. Perhaps this will make them stronger... Hue hue... For you, Vincent, this is not one bit to your advantage."

The glasses that he wore were shrouded in white light, so no one could tell his exact expression. "What is it that you wish to gain from this battle?"

Vincent did not answer Woody. Instead, he turned to Simon and casually said, "Mr. Judge, what do you think?"