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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1280

Nacol’s master had desperately attempted to defend Nacol at the time, even ordering him to flee to the Gunter

Manor to seek refuge and call for help!

By that point, the young man had already killed eighteen people without even breaking a sweat. Nacol and his

master quickly found out that he knew how to use black magic as well! His magic seemed to stem from a weird-

looking flower that he held in his hand.

Sometime after Nacol began running, the young man caught up to him and somehow imprinted the flower against

his chest! Immediately after that happened, Nacol had felt as though his soul was being torn apart, and a dizzy spell

instantly swept through his entire body.

Even so, Nacol knew that he couldn’t allow himself to fall at that moment. After all, his master was still waiting for

the rest of the Gunters to come over and rescue him. With that, Nacol gritted his teeth and continued crawling

forward as he listened to the near-endless shrieks of dying people behind him.

He was too terrifyingly strong… None of them were even close to being his opponent!

After crawling for a long time, Nacol eventually arrived at Gunter Manor. Throughout his crawl there, however, the

flower petal—that had been imprinted onto his chest—seemed to have continuously gnawed on his soul, if that

made any sense. Either way, Nacol had felt as though all his strength had been drained by that point.

Thankfully, Lady Gunter and a few others had noticed him, and they quickly ran out of their manor.

Unbeknownst to Nacol, however, the young man—who was already drenched in fresh blood—had already caught

up to him by then. In other words, he was standing right in front of Gunter Manor as well!

Though Nacol had been near-unconscious at the time, he could still hear the young man demanding the Gunters to

hand him something… The Gunters themselves seemed to have something against him, and eventually, both

parties began fighting.

When Nacol eventually woke up again, he heard from one of the Gunter family’s servants that the young man was

defeated. After having his inner strength sealed, the young man had quickly fled the Ancient City.

After all that had happened, the Gunters made sure to send their men out to assassinate him. The Gunters were,

after all, a family that even the four major societies awed upon.

Regardless, the situation had been extremely chaotic, and the Gunters had ordered the other major societies to

hunt him down in secret as well. The Moldells and the Naplocks, in particular, had searched desperately for that

young man all over the place.

Of course, Nacol himself had attempted to find him. After all, his master had been brutally murdered by that

b*stard! Revenge was the only thing on his mind at the time.

Even so, the young man himself had only been around the age of thirty-five. With that in mind, it was truly a

wonder how a young person like him could’ve garnered that much strength.

After hearing all that, Gerald then asked, “…So, did you manage to find him in the end…?”

Shaking his head, Master Nacol replied, “It was almost as though he had completely disappeared off the face of the

earth! Humph! Not only had he killed so many of the Gunters, but he had also killed any people—from the nearby

villages—who were unfortunate enough to bump into him! To think that he would just disappear like that after

brutally murdering so many people! Nobody’s even there to pay the blood debt at all!”

“Indeed… Still, what did he want from the Gunters for him to behave so insanely…?” asked Gerald.

“About that… The Gunters kept it a secret from me as well. However, I do have a vague feeling that it’s related to

that strange flower that that young man had imprinted on me…” said Master Nacol.

“…May I see it?” asked Gerald in curiosity.

Hearing his request, Nacol then exposed his shoulder for Gerald to see… And there it was. A flower that only had

two petals!

Instantly getting to his feet the moment Gerald saw it, he then shouted, “It’s the Dead Annie!”

There was no way Gerald was going to mistake the flower for anything else after suffering so much from it. With

this new discovery, Gerald immediately began pacing around the room.

“…Oh? You know of this flower, Mr. Crawford?” replied Master Nacol, feeling slightly surprised.

“I do. Let’s just say a friend of mine mentioned it to me before. That friend in question is from the Gunter family,

and I intend to find them!” said Gerald.

Since Jace had already told Nacol that Gerald wished to head to Gunter Manor, to find and possibly save someone,

hearing Gerald say it in person didn’t really surprise him.

Whatever the case was, though Gerald still appeared calm on the surface, his heart was in complete disarray.

‘How odd… That old lady had utilized Dead Annies as well… Even grandpa had fields of them though he mostly only

kept them for their beauty and rarity… Regardless, to think that that young man had killed so many people so

brutally using the Dead Annie… From the way Master Nacol described it, the young man is arguably more skilled at

using it compared to that old lady! Those god*mn flowers were even in huge amounts back in the king of the

ocean’s palace!’ Gerald thought to himself, feeling slightly confused and frustrated at all these snippets of

information that didn’t really tell a full story.

Was there something hidden within the Dead Annies…?