One-Eyed Monster

At this moment, Lord Bern deeply longed for Clown Quinn.

No matter what he said, the clown would unhesitatingly execute it, and each time there would be good outcomes.

Why did the clown fail this time? Lord Bern couldn’t comprehend it.

He hoped that when these two adolescents reached here, they could provide him with a precise answer.

Communication through the Mail Bird had allowed him to establish contact with the two adolescents early on, and it was because of this that he learned his executor, the clown, had gone to the distant Eternal Tranquility Realm.

He missed the clown, and at the same time harbored hatred towards these two adolescents. He hoped that other Circus members could avenge the clown.

In the beginning, the other Circus members pounded their chests, promising they would definitely bring the Spirit Cores of these two adolescents to see Lord Bern.

But after just a few days, the elite members of the Circus had sent in the Mail Bird in disgrace.

Without exception, all the information lamented the formidable strength of those adolescents, expressing their inability to complete the task.

This made Lord Bern furious, but within the Circus there was almost no fighting strength left, everyone else was carrying out tasks outside, and the only one left was a juggling Edmirs.

But now this Edmirs had returned, rushing into Lord Bern’s small courtyard in a state of panic.

The last pawn didn’t even manage to face those two adolescents head-on, which made Lord Bern think these people were useless.

Lord Bern lashed out at Edmirs, but Edmirs didn’t mind at all, his face always carried a smile, as if whatever Lord Bern said was of no concern to him.

In the end, Edmirs was scolded out of the courtyard by Lord Bern, and he had no complaints about it.

He was originally not as good as Quinn, and he knew this well; he was timid and afraid, not as decisive as Quinn. He was just a juggler in the Circus.

Edmirs never imagined he could possess the power of Adventurers with Class, but when this power suddenly descended upon him, he was not surprised at all, he just continued dressing, eating, and juggling as usual.

Whether he had this power or not didn’t make much difference to him.

He didn’t reject this power either, and he never showed mercy to those who opposed him.

Edmirs’s ambition wasn’t big, he just wanted to enjoy his current situation, but he couldn’t stand others having any opinions about him.

Except for those stronger than him.

This guy was someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong, always smiling, but once you engaged with him, trouble was inevitable.

Jugglers sought adventure, while Edmirs wanted steady applause.

He didn’t want any partners, finding them untrustworthy, always worrying that his knives would be thrown off target.

This distrust made him see partners as redundant; he’d rather trust a dead person than a partner.

Therefore, his juggling was criticized by many, spectators laughed at him, thinking his performance was meaningless.

He was humiliated, and that terrifying time became his shadow, something he couldn’t let go of.

He hated those who mock him, because they affected his enjoyment of existence. Performing brought him joy, but these people robbed him of it.

This affected his heart, which was content with the status quo.

Any factor affecting his contentment, he would find ways to eliminate.

Those partners were eliminated, just a matter of a few flying knives; those spectators were also eliminated, just a matter of more flying knives...

Gradually his juggling turned into throwing knives at all the spectators, eliminating those who laughed at him one by one.

This power came from the grace of Lord Bern; the strength of all Circus members came from Lord Bern.

As long as he could enjoy his current situation, he would do anything.

However, the appearance of these adolescents again shattered their current situation. The two adolescents actually defeated Quinn, which was something nobody expected, defeating Quinn was no problem, because behind Quinn there was Stanley, there was the Puppet Master... it would never come to the juggler...

But when he heard from Lord Bern that the Star Circus was also defeated, his whole being was on the verge of collapse.

And this was just the beginning, as Lord Bern further said, the Puppet Master might also have fallen at the hands of the two adolescents.

The two adolescents directly controlled the entire Star Circus!

What is this situation, how could it be like this!

Clown, the Animal Trainer, the Puppet Master were all suddenly defeated, this was the ruinous path of the Circus!

These pieces of news made Edmirs feel terrible, as he knew these two adolescents directly impacted his contentment...

As another notable mainstay of the Circus, he naturally had to show these two adolescents a little bit of color.

Affecting his contentment, how could he sit idly by, they were the targets he needed to eliminate!

However, when he indignantly approached the vicinity of the Star Circus, he found everything to be so unfamiliar.

The once familiar things had vanished, and those two adolescents exuded a strong aura.

This powerful aura made him a bit timid, but his instinctive reaction led him to unhesitatingly throw those knives.

Yet something unexpected happened!

When those knives neared the two adolescents, they vanished!

Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a blue flame that devoured his flying knives!

Even more perplexing to him was that the two adolescents were completely unafraid of the flame, both engulfed in fire, seemingly immune to it.

This made Edmirs retreat; he couldn’t face youths playing with fire...

Moreover, he felt the power inside him resisting him, desperately pulling back!

This led Edmirs to retreat; it wasn’t that he didn’t want revenge, but he simply wasn’t strong enough. With such strength, let alone avenging, getting close wasn’t possible.

Edmirs realized that this action also affected his heart of contentment...

In the face of mighty opponents, he’d choose to retreat, wanting to be content, avoiding risk; even with Lord Bern, he could endure...

At this moment, Edmirs felt his initial choice was wise; not facing those strong adolescents indeed allowed him to remain content...

Before Edmirs could break into a satisfied smile, his body suddenly wavered, then softened as if a balloon suddenly deflated...

"Mils Da..." a Circus entourage, who had accompanied him here, had just opened his surprised mouth when he suddenly found the same thing happening to himself.

Poor Edmirs hadn’t figured out what was happening before he fell...