Chapter 838

"Brother!" Lothar cried, unable to keep strangling Hal as he dropped to the floor.

When he looked up, he saw that Ciril was suddenly on his feet. However, his hair and beard were standing on ends and his eyes were thoroughly red, his veins throbbing like a raging beast.

"He's gone amok…?!"

Even as the word came to mind, Lothar was left watching as Ciril launched a punch at him on the floor.

"Move!"

Lothar threw Hal aside as he barrel rolled out of the way, dodging Ciril's punch by inches… which left a meter-deep crater on the floor.

"Brother, it's me, Lothar! Get a hold of yourself!" Lothar cried out anxiously.

His words did not seem to reach Ciril, however.

If anything, it made Ciril even more violent.

He bellowed again and kept attacking Lothar.

"Go… Get Mr. Lawrence!" Lothar shouted to the retainers nearby even as he parried Ciril's assault. "T-Tell him that Hal ruined his treatment… Ciril has gone amok!"

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Meanwhile, Frank was slowly rising off the ground in front of Y