The Almighty Lord Caspian

Chapter 773 The Vice Head Theo

Caspian was extremely annoyed to hear Kate chattering away.

"Caspian, you treacherous scoundrel, do you want to kill me too?"

Sherry and the others hurriedly stepped forward to intervene.

However, a cold light flashed in Caspian's hand, and Kate fell onto the ground in fear.

Then, she panickedly felt herself all over and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she wasn't

hurt.

However, the two hens weren't so fortunate as they died in Caspian's hands.

Cecilia tossed the herbal tea into Kate's arms and said coldly, "Take your lousy tea and get lost!"

"Caspian, who do you think you are? From now on, Diatoran will never employ you again. You're done

for good! And you're also a treacherous person!" Kate cursed as she walked away.

"Mom! How dare you say such things about Caspian! He didn't want this to happen either!" Willow

snapped.

As Caspian's wife, she naturally had to speak up for him.

"Willow, thank God we're not related. Otherwise, I would definitely make you divorce Caspian. I think

you should leave him quickly since your days with him will only get tougher," Kate retorted.

"Kate, shut up!" Carl couldn't help but yell.

"You useless thing! You didn't even dare to make a sound when I was being bullied by others. Now, you

dare to help them. How did I end up with such a useless man?" Kate was exploding at anyone she

could.

"If you dare to speak nonsense again, I'll make you mute!" Caspian said fiercely, raising the dagger in

his hand.

Seeing Caspian's fierce face, Kate was so scared that she didn't dare to stay for a moment longer and

grabbed the hens before running away.

Carl shook his head helplessly, apologized to Caspian, and left the villa.

…

Meanwhile, Darren was training while sitting in Skyarch Palace. He looked as if he were in a state of

meditation, with the Black Moon placed beside him.

Since becoming the head of Raging Blade, Darren had never encountered an opponent whom he

couldn't fight. He thought that he could dominate Diatoran with his almost supreme-grandmaster-level

strength. However, he was defeated by Caspian.

He was heavily injured. It took him several days to recover a little.

Although his wounds had healed, the scars in Darren's heart could never be healed. His arrogance had

been trampled by Caspian. Whenever he had free time, he would think of how Caspian had beaten

him.

He was somewhat in denial and kept reflecting on why he had lost to Caspian.

Now, he could only pin hopes on the Black Moon Technique. His strength would reach a new level as

long as he could obtain the Black Moon Technique Scroll.

Perhaps he could even level up from innate grandmaster to supreme grandmaster.

At this moment, a voice came from outside, "Mr. Everett, Theo says he has something important to

discuss with you."

"I'm busy now. Tell him to come back another day," Darren said impatiently.

"Mr. Everett, he insists on seeing you no matter what. He said he has something you've been dreaming

of."

Darren was already full of rage, but his mentee dared to play games. Now, he was even more furious.

"Let him in!" He touched the Black Moon blade beside him.

Then, a man in white robes appeared. Theo Russell pushed open the door and nodded, saying, "Mr.

Everett, I'm here to meet you!"

Theo was the one who had stolen the scroll.

In fact, he was a mentee of Raging Blade.

Nobody—including Darren—knew about his trip with Three Poisons Hall to Southlake City.

Raging Blade had many disciples, and coupled with Darren's injuries, he had hardly left his room these

days and paid no attention to the affairs in the sect.

Darren put his hand on the Black Moon and said indifferently, "You said you have something I've been

dreaming of. What is it?"

If Theo dared to speak nonsense in front of him, he would murder him in the next second!

"Mr. Everett, if I give you this thing, I hope you can promote me to a leader's position." Theo didn't

immediately take out the item but instead made a request.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

A mentee actually dared to negotiate terms with a sect master. This was already unreasonable.

Darren looked at Theo with some interest and said, "I hope your item can pique my interest. Otherwise,

I will definitely slash you to pieces today!"

The sudden killing intent made Theo startle. Now, he was a little uneasy. He regretted speaking about

his conditions earlier.

He knew Darren's character. If someone angered him, they would undoubtedly die.

"It's this. The Black Moon Technique Scroll…"

He had just said half of his words when the scroll in his hand disappeared.

Then, he saw Darren staring at the scroll in his hand with excitement.

"The Black Moon Technique Scroll! It's really the scroll!" Darren excitedly said as he stood up.

Seeing Darren holding the Black Moon and standing up, Theo was so scared that he knelt directly on

the ground.

"Why are you kneeling? You've helped me find the Black Moon Technique Scroll, which is a great

achievement!" Darren said as he lifted Theo up.

"Mr. Everett… About what I said just now…" Theo whispered.

"Hahaha! What's so great about being a leader? From now on, you're the vice-head of Raging Blade!"

Darren said excitedly.

When Theo heard this, he was utterly dumbfounded.

Raging Blade had two leaders and two protectors. In Theo's eyes, all four of them were extremely

powerful.

Before this, he had suffered humiliation in the sect. So, he wanted to achieve higher ranks as only then

would others respect him.

"Mr. Rios!" Darren shouted.

Soon, a thin old man walked in. He was the grand elder of Raging Blade, currently second only to

Darren in strength.

"Mr. Everett, what can I do for you?" Austin Rios asked, nodding respectfully.

Theo was pleasantly surprised and immediately thanked him several times.

"Mentor!"