Chapter 139: Pulling In

The City Lord Darwin was very amiable.

The Western Bureau Centurion Silas also appeared outwardly friendly by comparison.

Only that Eastern Bureau Centurion Victor.

, from start to finish, had no change in expression, not saying a single word at the table, not uttering a sound, just burying his head in drinking. Yet he did not become drunk; on the contrary, the more he drank, the brighter his eyes became.

This Steel-Leg Victor was certainly not an ordinary individual. Presumably his strength surpassed that of Silas by a notch.

After all, he was older by six or seven years than Silas, in his prime of life. Even if his natural talent might not be outstanding, his strength could not possibly be weak.

Aizen was even more guarded against this person, calculating inwardly, "Just by looking at Darwin he is obviously a smiling-faced tiger, the kind of dog that will bite.