Just a short while ago, an apprentice scholar had declared that Baron Leech Clarence—the new heir to his late father's castle—had little more than a day to live. Fortunately, the apprentice added, Baron Leech would be able to pass the last moments of his life in a painless coma.
After his passing, Baron Leech's younger brother, Leo Clarence, would inherit the barony and the dilapidated Porcupine Castle. And when Leo, in turn, returned to the embrace of the Four Gods, he would pass the title and fiefdom on to his eldest son, ensuring the Clarence line would continue forever.
That was, of course, assuming Baron Leech actually died.

'So, what is that yellow dot?'
'My golden finger is summoning tombstones? Am I supposed to crush people to death with them?'


"You! Hands on your head!" an Imperial Soldier shouted at Leech, raising his Longsword.


Leech shot out a hand and grabbed the blade. His fingers clamped down like iron pincers, and with a twist of his wrist, he yanked the Imperial Soldier forward, Longsword and all.


He slammed his elbow into the Soldier's chest. The Imperial Soldier coughed up blood and was sent flying backward like a cannonball, while the sword remained firmly in Leech's grasp.


He flicked his wrist again, sending the Longsword spinning twice in the air before catching the hilt.


With a couple of casual swings, he sliced through the ropes binding the other prisoners on the cart.


The man sitting to Leech's right ripped the gag from his mouth and let out a savage roar, "ROAR!"


"A Dragon Shout. I knew it," Leech muttered. "Good luck to you."


Chapter 429 - Chapter 379: The Unopenable Game