"Red hair? Where'd this piece of scum come from?"
The middle-aged man clapped the tricorn hat that marked him as captain onto his head. His triangular eyes were filled with bloodlust and killing intent, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
He looked at Wei'en as if he were a meal—more specifically, a plate of neatly sliced sashimi, ready to be devoured in a single bite.
[You have been targeted by Ronan Sanchez's killing intent. Evaluation: In the past, someone of his strength would have been considered decent... Reward: Survival Points +3.]
'Three points isn't bad?'
'Looks like I'll have to re-evaluate the power levels that correspond to the Survival Points gained from killing intent and Spirit perception.'
"Oh?" Wei'en watched the captain, a faint, unreadable smile on his face. Paired with Marco's handsome features, the floral shirt, and the leather pants, he looked all the more dazzling.
