Chapter 176: Liar Mask
The Annihilation Gang was a faction that worshipped the Aeon of Destruction, Nanook. As a whole, they were quite powerful, consisting of multiple Saints and numerous Masters. It was already impressive for a faction or Legacy Clan to have a single Saint in their ranks, so the Annihilation Gang was particularly formidable.
However, they weren’t truly a single coalition. From what Sunny knew, the Ever-Flame Mansion — the branch that Constance is from, along with four other Saints — used to be in conflict with another branch known as the Jepella Brotherhood, which consisted of anthropomorphic mammals.
Sunny wasn’t too sure how any portion of humanity evolved in such a manner, but he was too stunned to even want to know.
The Jepella Brotherhood was no more, however, disappearing into cosmic history. The events that led to it’s downfall was complicated, and wasn’t associated with Sunny’s current predicament.
The only thing that must be known was that since the Jepella Brotherhood was an archenemy of the Ever-Flame Mansion, the latter branch grew in power after the former’s collapse.
Now, Sunny was staring down a Saint from that same group, snitching on Kurt like a sibling trying to avoid punishment from his mother. One that just happens to be hotter than hell...
’...Why am I more lustful than scared? Am I an idiot?’
In all honesty, he wasn’t particularly afraid. One, Mongrel was a Stellaron Hunter. Even a Saint would think twice before harming him. Of course, if they wanted to draw the ire of two Saints like Kafka and Blade, they were free to try. Either way, as long as they didn’t have a Stellaron on them, then they were relatively safe from the infamous group of criminals.
Two, supposedly, the Jepella Brotherhood’s downfall was brought by the Stellaron Hunters. Sunny wasn’t too sure if that was true or not, but either way, it was possible for Constance to hold a fraction of good will to him. After all, if the Stellaron Hunters had gotten rid of the Ever-Flame Mansion’s nemesis, then there was no real need for conflict, was there?
And three... well, how could Sunny feel like he was in danger when he was blessed with such a beautiful sight?!
’Am I drooling? Good thing I’m wearing my mask...’