Chapter 601


    Chapter 601


    Over at Riverson, Jada went to Quintus’s house bearing many gifts after the Novaks invited her over.


    As the two of them walked into the yard, Jada said to Quintus, “How are you feeling, Quintus? Has your


    mood improved recently? You might have suffered a lot in Brookbourn, but no one in Riverson knows


    about it. Don’t you think we should just forget about what happened?”


    Quintus clenched his fist when he heard that and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. “Forget


    it? Hehe, I can never forget it. I have never been so humiliated in my life. Severin killed plenty of my


    family’s powerful people and made me kneel more than once. After my parents found out, they got so


    pissed that wished that they could hire someone to kill him. If we did not know how powerful he is, we


    would have fought him to the death long ago.”


    Having said all that, Quintus paused. “You’re right when you say that no one in Riverson knows about


    what happened to me in Brookbourn, but I have nightmares every night when I returned home. Just


    yesterday I had a nightmare about how Severin was going to kill me. You probably won’t understand


    the fear of being scared awake from that nightmare. I need to kill him or else I won’t be able to sleep


    well at night!”


    Jada expressed her concern, saying, “I’m just….a little worried, you know. It’s already outrageous


    enough that Valerian visited the Shanahans directly. What if he’s attending Severin’s wedding? And


    what if they have a very good rtionship? What do we do then? Then again, I will admit that the


    chances of that happening are very small!”


    Quintus took Jada’s hand and said, “You’re thinking too much, babe. That can’t be possible. Besides,


    my cousin will being over in two days, and my parents also told him about what happened. Even


    though he said that he doesn’t want to kill anyone, he can still help me cripple Severin and force the


    guy to kneel and apologize to me.”


    “Is that true? It’d be awesome if your distant cousin is willing to help. I was worried that he won’t lower


    his ego to help you, since he’s a junior warrior and all.” Jada smiled, and she was relieved to hear that


    Quintus’s distant cousin was willing to help. After all, she had been pped in the face by Severin


    several times in the past, and she still harbored hope that Severin might kneel in front of them and


    apologize with broken limbs.


    “Hehe, don’t worry. My father saved his father’s life when he was young, so their family owes us big


    time too. He won’t refuse to help, especially since I had a good rtionship with him since young!”


    Quintus smiled and said confidently. “I’m confident that Severin isn’t a match for my cousin!”


    They ended the conversation just in time to enter the house with a smile on their face.


    As the sky darkened, the middle-aged man sat on the edge of the cliff at Dracodeus Isle and began to


    drink from a wine sk.


    “That damn old wacko! I’m in the middle of nowhere, and there’s no one here at all! What sort of


    opportunity will be waiting here for me? He wasn’t pulling my leg, was he? Considering his wacky


    personality. I’m not surprised if he lied to me!” After Severin flew to the ind, he realized that it was


    way off the beaten track. All he saw were rocks and weeds, and he could not help but curse after he


    failed to find anyone there even after searching for a long time.


    After cursing and uttering a proliferation of expletives, he found a middle-aged man sitting on the edge


    of the cliff up ahead. His eyes lit up immediately, and he flew over to stand beside the man. “Is that the


    fateful person that the old wacko said I’m supposed to meet?”


    “Old Wacko?” The middle-aged man nced at Severin, then stood up, and said to Severin, “Didn’t he


    ever


    tell you what his name is?”N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Severin smiled awkwardly and said, “Hehe,e to think of it, no, he hasn’t. I call him Old Wacko


    because everyone calls him that, and he calls me Little Wacko!”


    “Old Wacko? Little Wacko?” The middle-aged man’s lips twitched a few times before he said, “His


    name is Hartmut Waldenberg and I am his junior, Wuhlricht usch!”


    “Oh, so his name is Hartmut!”