The Invincible Arthur Gardner

Chapter 55 - The Kraken's Deadly Entrance



Chapter 55 - The Kraken's Deadly Entrance

The Invincible Mr. Glitzy - Official Youtube Account. Managed by her most admirer of all time Alice in

Ass-land.

Alicia quickly set up a YouTube account for Arthur and simultaneously broadcast a live stream of his

battle against dozens of mobsters. The video had already accrued two thousand views in a matter of

minutes.

"Man, what's this video about?" asked someone. "Who's Mr. Glitzy? Is there a film crew here or

something?"

"Didn't you hear about Mr. Glitzy? He was the one who came to Claudina's rescue when she was

surrounded by people who wanted to take her virginity," replied the other.

"Are you sure this isn't some kind of movie set? This doesn't seem like something one person could do.

Just look at those guys; they look strong and well built. How could a guy wearing a bear head mask

possibly fight them all off?"

"I'm certain it's not a movie set. Mr. Glitzy is an amazing fighter and it's not impossible for him to take

on those strong men; he's proven himself to be a real-life hero."

"Wow, Mr. Glitzy is really unbelievable," exclaimed one person. "He fights like a secret agent. Do you

think he could be a real one, taking down the mafia in the city? I mean, why else would he be so

secretive about his identity?"

"I'm totally smitten by Mr. Glitzy," sighed another. "He looks so cool. I'd love to meet him and get his

autograph. Even though I'm a guy, I can't help but admire him."

"If you gentlemen are captivated by Mr. Glitzy," added a woman, "how about us ladies? He looks so

stylish and I'm intrigued to find out what he's concealing beneath his bear mask. I'm confident he must

be a very attractive and debonair man, otherwise it would be impossible for Claudina to idolize him,

wouldn't it?"

"I'm sure he does that because his real face is so ugly," commented someone else. "He's probably just

playing it up to get attention."

"Let's see how he fares against those dozens of people," said another. "I doubt he'll come out

unscathed."

Brave, with an expression of rage, gripped his golf club and strode up to Arthur, pointing it menacingly

at Arthur's bear-head mask.

"What kind of trickery did you use, eh? I can't believe someone as scrawny as you managed to beat

the guys I sent after you," he shouted indignantly.

"You can prove yourself how strong I am.” Arthur replied, asserting his strength, “However, before that,

would you mind introducing yourselves? I don't feel comfortable engaging in physical combat with

those I don't know. That way, the next time you come to me, I can recognize you and then provide the

suitable retribution for your deeds."

Brave cackled with amusement, gesturing to the mass of his men, each armed with golf clubs. He

gazed around the area, his face full of confidence, as he exclaimed mockingly, "Don't you see? You

thought you could escape our encirclement, as if you were Bruce Lee or Captain America? You were

so foolish to think you could get away on your own. It would be wise for you to surrender and kneel

before me. Or, I'll be merciful and beat you to death."

Brave shook his head in disbelief, shocked that the person he was about to capture had been so naive

as to believe they were strong enough to fight a crowd. "Ha!" he chortled again.

Alicia nervously bit her lower lip as she glanced around the area full of people. She could feel her heart

pounding in her chest. She quickly ran over to Arthur and said in a panicked voice, "Oppa, are you sure

we can take them all on? We should find a way to escape. I can help you fight them, but I still don't

think we can beat this many people."

Arthur calmly replied, "Don't worry, Alicia. We have no choice but to face them. Otherwise, they will © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

keep chasing us and not take us seriously. I want to find out why they want to hurt you first. I think this

is related to Aston. That's why I can't stay silent."

Brave was infuriated upon hearing Arthur mention Aston's name, someone of a lower rank than their

boss, The Kraken. "Don't you dare utter Aston's name in our presence," he spat, his face contorted with

rage. "That man is nothing compared to our boss, The Kraken! I'm sure you must be trembling at the

sound of the name, right?"

"What is The Kraken? A food brand? I get hungry hearing that name," Arthur asked calmly.

"I will rip out your mouth that dared to say such things about our boss," Brave retorted emphatically.

"So, so the one who ordered you guys was The Kraken? Can you explain in more detail who that

person is?" Arthur continued, his tone slightly mocking.

"Why was he so cowardly as to order his people to capture me? Why didn't he come to me himself if he

really wanted to see me? That way I don't have to teach his men a lesson, right?" he continued.

At the same time, there was a gentle clapping sound coming from the distance. All eyes were fixed

upon a woman in a breathtaking black dress, with a hint of white skin peeking through the slit along her

tender thighs. The group of men in black suits parted, standing aside to make way for the girl: Estella

Strong, known as The Kraken.

She stood an impressive 175 centimeters tall with long, beautiful black hair cascading down her back.

At a glance, her face appeared Asian, and her youthful looks made her appear much younger than her

actual age of 28; she could easily pass for a 22-year-old.

Estella slowly advanced towards Arthur, lifting her head slightly to examine the bear's head mask.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Glitzy," she said, extending her hand. "You may kiss my fingertips and then

kneel to me in surrender," she added.

"So, The Kraken is a woman?" Arthur inquired timidly. He remained silent and declined Estella's offer to

kiss her hand.

"Keep your hands away from me," he sternly cautioned, "or I'll make it so you can never admire your

own reflection again." His words provoked the entire area to erupt with rage toward him.


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