Chapter 276: Money War (6)
Vikir openly taunted Demian.
"...Isn't that what it means to meet your dead daughter?"
There were stains even in his life that seemed to be nothing to envy.
His daughter, Juliet, died at a young age.
The Earl's daughter was said to have drank poison herself in shame at being caught up in a scandalous affair.
Sure enough, Demian couldn't bear the mention of his daughter, his only reverse, and pulled out his sword.
Siiiight.
A flash of light. A golden stiletto slices through the air at tremendous speed.
Vikir felt a small amount of admiration for Demian's fierce sword strike.
'Indeed, the all-powerful tycoon.'
Bourgeois, unlike Baskerville the Ironblood Swordman, Morg the Mage, Quovadis the Faithful, Don Quixote the Lancer, Usher the Archer, and Leviathan the Poisonous, has no special weapon to show off like sword, magic, holy power, spear, bow, or poison.