Rocot: Reborn

"Reno? Do you know him?" Roccod frowned slightly. The name was unfamiliar to him, but judging from the way the big man gnashed his teeth, he obviously had a deep grudge against him, and it was probably related to Ellie. Interesting, it was getting more and more interesting.

"He..." Ellie seemed a little hesitant. She looked at Roccod for help, then bit her lip and said, "He is... my brother."

"Brother?" Roccod raised his eyebrows, looking up and down at the bear-like man in front of him, then looked at the petite Ellie. These two people didn't look like a family at all. "Are you sure?"

Renault ignored Roccod's teasing. He walked straight to the bed, stared at Roccod, and said word by word: "It was you who took Ellie away? What did you do to her?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, Roccod saved me!" Ellie hurriedly explained, but Renault didn't listen at all. He grabbed Roccod's collar and roared, "Save? Just him? Who the hell is he, he dares to touch you!"

"Reno! Let go!" Ellie tried to pull Renno away, but her strength was insignificant for Renno.

Roccod felt annoyed. This man was like a raging bull, so unreasonable. He smiled coldly, grabbed Reno's wrist and squeezed it hard.

"Ah!" Renault felt the pain and subconsciously loosened his hand. Roccod took the opportunity to turn over and stand up. Although his body was still a little weak, it was enough to deal with this idiot with strong limbs.

"You..." Renault covered his wrist which was numbed by the pinch, his eyes full of shock and anger. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak man could have such a strong power.

"What? You want to fight?" Roccod moved his wrists, and the bones made a crisp sound. He looked at Renault with a half-smile, "I'll fight you to the end."

"Lockold, don't be impulsive!" Ellie shouted anxiously, but the two men ignored her and the tense atmosphere was about to break out.

“That’s enough!”

A deep and majestic voice sounded, and the air in the room froze instantly. Roccod and Reno turned their heads to look at the door at the same time, and saw a tall man in black military uniform standing there. He had a stern face, eyes as sharp as a hawk, and exuded a chilling aura.

"Father..." Renault lowered his head, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"You two, get out!" the man ordered coldly, his tone leaving no room for questioning.

Renault didn't dare to disobey, he glared at Roccod fiercely and walked out. Roccod didn't want to get entangled with these two psychopaths, he had more important things to do. He tidied his clothes and said to Ellie, "I'm leaving now, I'll come see you next time."

"Lockold..." Ellie called out worriedly, but in the end she said nothing.

Rocot smiled at her, turned and followed the man out of the room.

In the corridor, the man walked silently, and Locot followed him slowly in no hurry.

"Who are you?" the man finally spoke, his tone cold and without a trace of emotion.

"Locked." Locked answered calmly. He knew that the man was testing him, but he did not intend to hide anything.

"Lockold..." The man repeated the name, as if recalling something. After a moment, he sneered, "You, the running dog of the Dark Night King, dare to appear in front of me?"

Roccod paused, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he slowly turned around, looked directly into the man's eyes, and said word by word: "What did you say?"

"What did you say?!" Rocot asked, his voice dangerously low. "Say it again?"

The man sneered disdainfully, "What? The running dog of the Dark Night King can understand human language? I thought you were just a dog that could only wag its tail and beg for mercy!"

Rocot's face darkened completely. In his previous life, he was the powerful King of Darkness. How could he have suffered such humiliation? Now that he was reborn, he was being pointed at and called a "running dog"?

Just as he was about to explode, he caught a glimpse of the military badge on the man's chest from the corner of his eye. On it was engraved an eagle with its wings spread, ready to take off. Under the eagle's claws was the symbol of the Dark Night Empire - a black crescent moon.

Rokod's mind raced, he suppressed his anger, and put on a playful expression, "Sir, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Although I'm new here, I know that the Dark Night Empire has been destroyed for a hundred years. How did I become a running dog of the Dark Night King?"

The man obviously didn't expect this kind of reaction from Lokod. He was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, "Stop pretending! Do you think I don't know what you are up to? I will kill any remnant of the Dark Night Empire I see!"

As he spoke, the man suddenly pulled out his pistol and pointed the black muzzle directly at Rocot's forehead.

Roccod did not dodge, but took a step forward, approaching the gun, "Kill me? With you? Are you qualified?"

His fearless look made the man hesitate. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Roccod carefully, trying to read something from his face.

"Who are you?"

Rokod chuckled. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I know who you are."

The man's pupils shrank slightly, "Do you know who I am? What do you mean?"

"You are Raynor's father, Admiral Howard of the Imperial Army, right?" Roccod said slowly, with a hint of teasing in his tone, "I've heard of you, a poor fellow who sacrificed his wife and daughter in order to climb up the ladder."

Howard's face turned pale, and the veins on his hand holding the gun bulged. "You're talking nonsense! Are you investigating me?"

"Investigate? No, no, no, I don't have the time for that." Rocot waved his hand. "I just happen to know something about you, about your wife and daughter, about...some secrets that you don't want others to know."

Howard's breathing was rapid, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He stared at Roccod intently, as if he wanted to see through him. "What do you want?"

Rocot smiled, with a hint of evil in his smile, "I want to make a deal with you."

"Trade? Just you?" Howard sneered, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate a deal with me?"

"Just because I know your shameful secrets." Roccod leaned close to Howard's ear and lowered his voice, "For example, were the deaths of your wife and daughter really just accidents?"

Howard was struck by lightning. He took a step back suddenly, his face pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't speak.

Rocot stood up and looked down at him, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. "Well? Have you thought it through? Do you want to make this deal with me?"