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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1173

This evil method was known as the Soul Eater, and by using it, Gerald was able to quickly drain his victim’s vitality,

turning it into his own. Naturally, this meant that the more souls he absorbed, the more strength and energy he

would gain.

None of the guardians had expected Gerald to possess such a diabolical skill, but it was already far too late for

them to escape. With the same technique, Gerald swiftly absorbed the vitality of the six remaining men, resulting in

each of them turning into mere piles of dust.

After completing the deed, fierce determination glinted in Gerald’s eyes as he stared off into the distance.

While he had now managed to recover around thirty percent of his strength, Gerald was well aware that even at his

peak strength, he still wasn’t going to be a match for Queena by a longshot.

With that in mind, he knew that he needed to get as far away from Queena as possible. After all, his current priority

was still to locate the actual woman in white.

Even so, Gerald was sure that it wasn’t going to be as easy since Queena had supernatural powers.

After giving it some thought, he decided to look for Master Ghost to get another reading from him. After all, up till

this point, everything that Master Ghost had predicted had eventually come true.

Regarding the old score that Master Ghost had told him to settle first before his next reading could take place,

Gerald now knew that Queena was most probably the person that the previous divination session had predicted for

him to meet.

Since he was actually capable of predicting all these events, Master Ghost would definitely be able to provide a

good lead for Gerald’s next step!

‘Regardless, I should save lord Fenderson and the others first before leaving!’ Gerald thought to himself as he

instantly began heading toward the land of the Holy Witchcraft.

The second he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Gerald was immediately stopped by a guardian who shouted,

“Halt! What do you think you’re doing? Did you think you could break into the Holy Witchcraft that easily?!”

Gerald, however, wasn’t planning to waste any time. Extremely swiftly, he decisively ran up to the guardian before

instantly breaking his neck!

Seeing that, the other guardians widened their eyes in horror.

“Where is Hendrik Tindall?” asked Gerald coldly as he grabbed hold of one of the guardians.

“T-the second lord is drinking with his friends in the mansion!” stuttered the guardian.

“What about Lord Fenderson and the others? Where have they been locked up?”

With Gerald’s pressuring aura and how resolute he had been when snapping the neck of the other guardian

seconds earlier, the young guard knew that his life was hanging by a thread at that moment.

“I-I’ll tell you the truth but in return, please don’t kill me…!”

“Agreed!”

Meanwhile, Hendrik was playing cards with a few of his friends inside the mansion.

Throughout his life, the man had three things he loved most. Aside from his obsession with ancient witchcraft,

Hendrik also loved beautiful women, and playing mah-jong as well as cards.

He simply adored the exciting atmosphere that came with playing mah-jong and cards. Due to that, Hendrik had

converted his huge living room into a mah-jong and cards room. Of course, he also had an area—in the middle of

the room—specifically designated for several beautiful and flirtatious women to dance while he played with his

friends.

Hendrik himself was currently extremely comfortable and completely immersed in the atmosphere. Not long after,

however, the loud ‘slam’ of a door could be heard, causing his attention to be drawn to the sound.

From where he sat, Hendrik saw a young man walking into the room as a servant—who was holding onto the young

man’s shoulder—attempted to stop him from entering. However, the servant was clearly failing at his attempt as

the young man simply dragged him into the room as well.

When the young man got close enough, Hendrik couldn’t help but feel surprised when he realized who the young

man actually was. It was Gerald of all people!

“So it’s you, you worthless piece of trash! I really hadn’t expected that you’d be able to escape! Ignoring that, to

think that you actually came all the way here to seek your own death again!” scorned Hendrik before continuing on

with his game of cards.

He had already fought against Gerald before, thus he knew that Gerald wasn’t as powerful as the others had

described him to be. That was also the reason why he was behaving so contemptuously toward the youth.

Seeing how calm Hendrik was, his friends didn’t even bother to budge and simply continued with their game. It was

evident that they were all treating Gerald like he was nothing more than a joke.

“So that’s the infamous Mr. Crawford? And here I thought he was going to be some powerful man! As it turns out,

he’s just some kid! Hah!” sneered one of the men playing with Hendrik.

Following that, a young man with a very pale complexion—who had been standing behind Hendrik this entire time—

said, “So this is the person who killed the young lord! How absolutely perfect! I was planning to head to the port one

of these days to look at how miserable he was hanging there, you know? To think that he managed to escape yet

decided to show himself before us! Please allow me to take him down first before you deal with him next, father!”

Seeing how vicious his son’s expression was, Hendrik simply casually replied, “Very well, but be careful not to kill

him! Keeping him alive will be of great use to me!”