A while ago.

This was before Randy suddenly disappeared from his position behind the table.

At that moment, a series of notifications started scrolling in front of eyes.

Assimilated Mode Activated

Assimilated Types: Werewolf King of Wind and Stealthy Python

Currently In Dual-Assimilated Mode

Reinforcement (Strength of the Werewolf King) Skill have been fully activated

All basic statistics have been increased by 300 points and other statistics have been increased by 150 points

The passive trait, 'Heightened Senses' have been fully activated

Reinforcement (Strength of the Stealthy Python) Skill have been fully activated

All basic statistics have been increased by 25 percent and all other statistics have been increased by 10 percent

The passive trait, 'Python Eyes' have been fully activated

Thermal Detection Skill Activated

The moment Randy noticed something was wrong, he immediately activated his skills by entering the dual-assimilated state.

And without waiting for a second, he activated two skills at the same time.

Stealth Scales Skill and Gale Riding Skill have been fully activated simultaneously

Afterward, his appearance disappeared and at the same maneuvered from his position behind the table and dodged the rain of projectiles before they could reached him.

After that, he remained behind David Silvermoon, and from there he noticed that his appearance started to morph, eventually showing his beast transformation.

'Oh, is that the bloodline ability that he was so proud of? He just looks like human-shaped dog that lost some of its fur. At most, he could be described as a mange dog since he still has some fur. Is he sick or something?' Randy wondered to himself.

And afterward, he pretended to be surprised, and then commented:

"Ah, so that's how you look like after transforming? Are you a coyote or a cute puppy? I can't tell because you look nothing like a wolf, Mister Silvermoon.

"

The moment he said that, as if knowing where he was David Silvermoon turned around and slashed with his clawed hand.

'Whoa! That was close. I shouldn't underestimate him too much. After he is still a dog.' Randy commended in his mind as he dodged the other party's sudden attack using his newly acquired and comprehended footwork technique.

Chasing Tiger Steps, footwork technique.

…

The current time.

"Don't bother trying to hit me! Because you can't even put a dent on me with that measly strength that you're so proud of!

" Randy casually said in the background, his booming voice filled with ridicule.

"You bastard! You dare to look down on me, who is an A-Rank Hunter? Attack! Shot in the region front of me! I don't believe you can't hit him!

" David Silvermoon ordered in an enraged tone.

Boom!

However, before the archers and snipers from before could shoot their arrows, David Silvermoon felt a tight grip on his right shoulder as he was suddenly slammed heavily on the floor with his hand twisted behind his back.

"Urgh!

" He abruptly screamed in pain afterward.

"Now, now… We can't have that now, can we? You better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, don't blame me.

" Randy casually said in a playful voice.

"You **ing bastard… Urgh!

"

"Shuu… Did I not tell you to keep quiet? This is still the commercial part of the city. Even if you cleared everyone around here. There's bound to be other people walking around here unknowingly.

"

Randy said and then he looked in the direction where the archers were shooting from and spoke outwards.

"As for you guys, If you dare attempt anything suspicious, I will immediately snap his neck like I did with those people you sent after me. Mark my words, I will do it, so keep that in mind while you act.

" Randy coldly said while exuding a faint killing intent.

Sensing this, the archers and snipers that were hiding somewhere within the café lowered their weapons and their abilities.

Because in case they cause the death of their employer, then even if they manage to survive this, they will still end up dead anyway.

So it was better to not act carelessly and recklessly. But still, they cannot simply stand by and do nothing.

"Young Lord…

"

Feeling the tight grip around his twisted arm and his face pressed against the floor, David Silvermoon loudly cursed and begrudgingly said to them.

"Fuck! Just do as he says!

"

Afterward, he proceeded to take a deep breath to calm himself down.

He then gritted his teeth and asked:

"What do you want?

" .

"What do I want? Nothing. Did you forget that you were the one that invited me into this café? Why are making it sound as if I am the bad guy here?

" Randy said to him while pressing his dog-face on the floor with his other hand.

And then he continued:

"I did not come here to fight you or listen to your unfounded claims. I only came here to resolve the misunderstandings that you have about my ability.

"

"And while I can't tell you why I had this ability to transform, I can definitely assure you that it has nothing to do with your family's bloodline ability nor is it my actual innate ability. Do you understand what I am trying to say?

"

"…

"

Hearing his words, David Silvermoon appeared to have thought of something.

'It is not his bloodline ability or is it his actual innate ability, then this is merely part of his ability or just one of his abilities? If that is the case, then what is his actual innate ability for him to have multiple abilities?'

'Although, it is not uncommon for one person to have multiple abilities... But how can he have these varied abilities? Beast-type transformation and Invisibility and if he really is the son of those people, then he might even have more abilities than what he has shown so far...'

Randy did not care what the other party was thinking about and only said:

"If you understand, then please do not send people after me anymore, it is very annoying and exhausting to deal with them.

"

He then continued:

"Instead, let's talk like civilized people just like now. Although, I highly doubt your current position is appropriate for talking like civilized people. But you left me no choice but to restrain you like this.

"

'You **ing bastard! Just you wait and see! You dared to put your dirty hands on me, David Silvermoon! I will make you regret being born in this world, even if I have to offend your annoying parents.' David Silvermoon suddenly realized that he was still on the floor, gritted teeth as he silently thought this in resentment.

"Anyway, since I have told you what I needed to say, I will be taking my leave now.

" Randy said and then paused for a moment as if recalling something before continuing:

"Ah, I have to remind you of this just in case you ever think about attempting something behind my back.

"

"Since I can't leave it to chance, I will warn you right now, do not ever touch my family. Because they have nothing to do with our current situation, your misunderstanding, and your deep hatred that you might be harboring towards me right now, which is evident judging from the look in your eyes.

"

After saying this, Randy raised his booming voice that was full intimidation which was caused by his transformation into the werewolf form completely.

He then spoke in a threatening tone:

"If you have a problem with me, come to me directly. Otherwise, If I find out that something happened to my family because of something that you have attempted or something happening to my family which might be related to you, I will not forgive— No, I will make you regret being born in this world, this I promise you!!

"

Hearing this threatening voice that sounded like the roar of fierce beast, everyone within the café suddenly fell a chill run down their spine and their feet, deeply rooted on the spot, unable to move as if there was an invisible pressure on their body.

'What the ** is this brat! Why do I feel my legs shaking just from hearing his voice?!'

'How could he make us who are B-Rank and above feel this much sense of fear?!'

'Is this one of his abilities?! Just how many abilities does he have?!'

The archers and snipers hiding somewhere within the café screamed inwardly when they heard Randy's intimidating voice.