Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1293
Hearing that, Gerald turned to look at the table. Seeing that what Chester had said was true, he then walked over to
pick the note up. On it, was a row of words that stated, ‘Let us meet at the Sky Bridge in Qerton City at exactly
midnight today!’
Aside from that straightforward message, nothing else was on the note. There wasn’t even a signature to indicate
who had sent it.
“…Could the sender have been Matilda…? After all, she couldn’t find us in the beginning… Though she did
eventually manage to invite us over, I don’t think it would be a stretch to think that she was the one who left that
note here,” deduced Chester.
Shaking his head, Gerald then replied, “Knowing her, she’d most probably continue madly looking around till she
eventually managed to find us. Leaving a note behind is too delicate for a person like her!”
Still, what a strange incident…
‘I don’t even know anyone from Ancient City… Who could be the one inviting me over for the meet-up…?’ Gerald
thought to himself. Whatever the case was, Gerald had made his mind up that he would be heading over to have a
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“I’ll be heading over alone, Chester. In the meantime, you should stay here,” said Gerald.
“Affirmative!”
Sky Bridge itself was located near the Southern suburbs of Qerton City, and it connected two chunks of land
separated by a large river. By the time Gerald got there, it was half an hour before midnight and everything was
dark and slightly terrifying.
Since Gerald still didn’t know who it was who it was who had called him out, Gerald had been extremely vigilant
throughout his journey to the river. While he had passed by a few people earlier on his way here, none of them
seemed to be the ones who had called him out.
All of a sudden, Gerald saw a wooden boat—with tiny lanterns at its sides—rowing toward him.
With the aid of the dim moonlight, Gerald was able to see a standing figure wearing a straw hat atop the boat. The
person himself was dressed in a way that suggested that he was a villager who had retired to live deep in the
forest. Regardless, with how steady and quickly the person was rowing the boat, Gerald couldn’t help but feel that
the person was a little extraordinary.
As Gerald continued looking at the person, his ears twitched as he suddenly began hearing the—oddly—rhythmic
shackling of iron coming toward him from all directions.
Soon after, six figures stepped out from the darkness, and inclusive of the person on the boat, it was a fair guess
that Gerald was going to have to deal with seven enemies.
“So you actually came!” sneered one of the men.
Hearing that, Gerald looked at the note in his hand before glaring at the man and replying, “Well you did leave me a
note telling me to come over… It would’ve been unreasonable for me to turn down such an obvious trap. Still, did
you really have to go through all that trouble just to tell me something? Or is there something else you have in
mind…?”
Despite how cold Gerald’s expression was, what seemed to be the group’s leader simply shook his iron shackles
slightly before replying with a smile, “There’s no need for you to ask so much. Regardless, we’re giving you a choice
now. Are you going to be coming along with us willingly? Or would you prefer us capturing you by force instead?”
Upon hearing that, Gerald then slowly began walking toward the leader as he asked, “Come along, you say? Where
to? Also, are you here on behalf of the King of Judgement Portal? Or are you perhaps Queena’s people?”
Seeing how sensibly Gerald seemed to be behaving, the leader couldn’t help but break into a smile. Even though he
had caught wind of the fact that Gerald had killed both Tiara and Belzebob, it appeared that he wasn’t really
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“Again, there’s no need to be so inquisitive! After all, you’ll find out sooner or later once you come along with us!”
replied the leader with a smirk.
“So be it!” said Gerald.
Following that, Gerald closed his eyes for a second… And when he opened them again, his already cold gaze had
turned even more frigid as his inner strength began rapidly pulsing throughout his body!
The next thing everyone knew, Gerald had already disappeared from his spot. Before anyone could even react, a
loud ‘thud’ could be heard.
Turning to look at the source of the sound, everyone’s eyes immediately widened as they watched as one of their
allies flew a good ten yards away! As it turned out, Gerald had moved so fast that within moments, he had already
kicked the chest of that—now-flying—man!
As the victim of the kick spurted blood all over the place—clearly suffering from terrible internal injuries—the rest of
his allies found themselves momentarily stupefied.
They truly hadn’t expected Gerald to just attack without warning. Whatever the case was, it was now evident that
his martial art skills weren’t as simple as they had initially expected.
“How… How dare you?!” roared one of the men as he immediately threw his iron shackles straight for Gerald’s
neck!