Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 346: Watch From The Sidelines

Alan secretly praised in his heart that Jarraf was indeed an expert. In this situation, any defense or evasion was half a beat slower than his own attack. Only this kind of life-and-death fighting method was the best choice to resolve the crisis. Of course, Ellen didn't want to trade him for Jerav's life. He immediately withdrew his saber and leaned back. He fell to the ground. Jerav's sword pulled out a burst of coldness and slashed into the air.

With one hand on the ground, Allen kicked out his legs, forcing Jarraf back a little before bouncing up again and attacking with his saber.

The two of them fought in front of the main building.

Every time the heavy saber collided with the longsword, intense sparks would shoot out. The collision of their Origin Energy made the space around them feel as if an invisible storm was circling. An unsuspecting guard stepped forward to help, but the invisible storm shook him until he coughed up blood and died. Thus, Roger's guard could only watch from afar.

In the storm named Blade, Jarraf complained to himself. Alan almost suppressed him firmly. The silver-haired youth's speed was actually not fast, but the black heavy saber was always as heavy as a mountain. Ellen's saber power was like a mountain, pressing down on Jarraf to the point that he could hardly breathe. If one looked closely, one would find that this youth's saber techniques were only a few moves back and forth.

However, these few seemingly ordinary basic saber techniques didn't make any unnecessary movements. They were simple and refined, big and exquisite, each saber was filled with explosive Origin Energy, completely displaying the artifact nature of the Thousand Average Heavy Saber, making it impossible for Jarraf to display the sword skills he was skilled in.

His sword was extremely long. Originally, he had a set of techniques that could be used with it to play the role of a long weapon. It was a pity that Alan had seen through the artifact nature of Jarraf's sword early in the morning. He knew that if he gave this man space to move, it would definitely be difficult to clean it up. Thus, from the very beginning, he had launched a close and fierce attack, using his strength to break through the coincidences, forcing Jarraf to use all of his strength to defend against his endless offensive.

Jarraf retreated step by step. When he reached the thirteenth blade, he could only feel Alan's heavy blade vibrating at a high frequency. This tremor instantly spread throughout his entire body, causing the Origin Energy within his body to scatter everywhere. Jeralf's expression immediately changed. Just as he was trying his best to restrain his Origin Energy, Alan took the opportunity to catch his breath and hit his chest.

The Origin Energy on his feet erupted, and Jarraf flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing straight into the main building's gate.

Jarraf slammed into the wall before bouncing back to the ground and spat out an arrow of blood. He wiped the blood off his mouth and stood up again. Just as he was about to drag his sword out, he saw that Alan had already drilled into the door. The youth raised his saber and his heavy saber slightly swayed above his head, seemingly motionless. However, the scene in his line of sight suddenly shattered. A thought flashed through Jerav's mind. He was instantly sliced into pieces by the other party!

He asked himself that he was going to die, only to find that he was still alive a few seconds later. He couldn't help but look at Alan in surprise.

Alan put away his heavy saber and shook his head, "Your sword is not bad. It would be a pity to kill you like this. Besides, I am indeed here to talk business with Mr. Roger."

Only then did Jeralf realize that Alan had not really killed him. He had only borrowed the saber to convey his message and let himself feel the scene of the instant he was killed. Jeralf naturally didn't know that what Allen had made him feel was the strongest killing move he had mastered, the Flame Flash Seven Kills!

Clapping sounds rang out at the stairs. The main building's lobby had a staircase leading to the second floor. Now, Roger, who had changed his clothes, stood at the staircase and applauded, "This is the first time I've seen Gerald lose so quickly and so miserably. Now I'm interested to know who you are."

'"I saw Mr. Bach last night," said Allen with a heavy saber and a smile. "So Mr. Roger should know who I am."

"Are you Xiao En's boss?" Roger said in surprise.

"Yes, then Mr. Roger, have some time to talk to me now."

Roger looked out at the messy training ground and snorted coldly, "You don't seem to leave any room for me to refuse. Come on up."

Alan followed Roger to the study room and looked at the slave dealer carefully. Roger looked more like a noble to him, as could be seen from his manner and dress. Some things, such as temperament, are not built with money. It was created by a person's background, environment, and upbringing. There was no doubt that Roger had a noble temperament.

'"Many people say Mr. Roger is a businessman, but now I see a gentleman, a noble. There probably won't be many people with Mr. Roger's temperament in Violet Harbor."

"My father was once a baron. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to manage the territory and even lost his title. When I was twenty, I wandered to Violet Harbor and took root here. I've had some luck over the past twenty years and barely made it to this position," Roger admitted with a flash of astonishment.

"That would be much easier. If I were to deal with a pure businessman, I think I would have a headache." Alan smiled faintly.

Only then did Roger realize that Alan wasn't a pure businessman. He frowned and said, "Although Shawn and I have worked together a few times before, it was many years ago. Besides, my main business is not textiles, so you see, I really don't see what we have to talk about. Even if you use force, we won't be able to work together for long."

Alan laughed. "You misunderstood. I didn't think of coercing Mr. Roger into cooperating by force. But if he didn't, Mr. Roger probably wouldn't have re-evaluated our worth and strength."

"What do you mean?"

"Very simple." Alan leaned forward a little and said, "I'll be straightforward. Mr. Roger must know that I'm from Sur City. Sur City will definitely become a thorn in the side of some people if it rises. For example, Sir Maud of Storm City, or a gangster like Dick's father."

Roger's eyelids twitched and he snorted, "I don't know what you mean."

"Well, Mr. Roger. It's just you and me. My suggestion is that you change partners. For example, I, because very soon, people like Sir Mord and Dick will disappear. Of course, maybe I'm not strong enough. But it doesn't matter. Give me three months and I'll prove it to you. In these three months, I only need you to do nothing and not interfere with any of my people's activities in Violet Harbor. "If I can't get rid of Maud and Dick in three months, I'll be eaten by them without you doing anything, won't I?"

"So you see, you just need to watch from the sidelines, and this will not cause you any loss."

Roger narrowed his eyes slightly, with only a slit in his eyes. "Mr. Allen, I hope you know what you're talking about."

'Obviously, you, Sir Mord, and Dick are on the same line, aren't you? And what I'm asking for now is to work with me on another line. You'll find that the profits I bring you are not something the two of them can compare to.' '"If you agree to my offer, I won't pursue what happened at Redwillow Bar last night," said Alan coolly. "Mr. Roger, you've done such a big business, don't you think you know what's good for you and what's good for you?"

'"Mr. Allen is young, not only ambitious, but also a powerful lobbyist. So, what do you want from me?" Roger smiled at last.

"A lot, such as intelligence from all over the world, slave trade, and so on."

"Intelligence?" Roger looked up and down at Ellen and said, "Mr. Allen has a lot of ambition. It would be great to work with someone like you. But as you said, I need to see some proof that you have the power to replace Maud."

Alan stood up and said, "You will see that Storm City will be my golden stone. I believe that in the near future, you will be glad to choose to cooperate with me."

"I look forward to it." Roger smiled.

After sending Ellen off, Gerald came to the study. Roger asked, "How are your injuries?"

"He won't die. But that person, he's very dangerous." "I was quite surprised that I couldn't kill him last night. I didn't expect that what he showed today was his true strength. Mr. Roger, do you need me to contact someone else?"

"No need." Roger put his hands behind his back and looked at the bodyguard who was cleaning the training ground. "I've already promised him to temporarily appear as a bystander. This Mr. Allen is very interesting. He has a firm and clear gaze. Such a person knows what he is doing and what he should do. I want to see what kind of surprise he can bring me."

Hearing Roger's words, Geralf exhaled a sigh of relief. Roger turned around and laughed, "It seems like you don't want to be his enemy."

Gerald lowered his head and said, "No matter who it is, losing to the same person twice in a row will inevitably cause some shadow."

"You're quite honest." Roger waved his hand and said, "Tell some ungrateful fellows to take care of themselves for the next few months."

"Understood, sir."

When Roger was left alone in the study, he laughed dryly and said, "Maud, I'm afraid you're in trouble this time. Damn it, when did such a powerful little fellow appear in Saul City?"

Two days later, Alan prepared to return to Sur City. The Lily Chamber of Commerce had already sent a representative to contact Xiao En. From today onwards, the cloth in Sur City would no longer have to worry about being sold. It could also be considered as fulfilling an important goal of coming to Violet Harbor. Next, Alan prepared to deal with Storm City and Dick, who had cleared the Bloodstone Wilderness. Only when the two of them disappeared would Sur City and Violet Harbor truly be considered unobstructed.

Most importantly, he wanted to win over Roger as a partner. From the slave dealer's side, he could get information from all over the place in order to make plans after he left the border of the empire. That was the real reason why Alan had taken a fancy to Roger.