The Last Gentleman
Chapter 484: 482: Heading to the Kitchen

As Mr. Rabbit left,

Mozander’s team all removed their stilts and collapsed on the ground.

The acts they rehearsed here were merely a transition for the official performance to be integrated into the general circus program, with the true acrobatics mainly featured in the head ringmaster’s own troupe.

It was a rare occurrence for the head ringmaster to attend personally, typically corresponding to one of two things.

Either to discuss program arrangements with Mozander or to take away a violator from among the team members, or even to execute them on the spot.

Execution was particularly brutal, as every bone and muscle would be broken and torn apart while alive, and finally, the torn flesh would be fed to the rabbits. This was why Mr. Rabbit’s name was infamous, referred to as a pervert in whispers among the circus members.

Beast Tamer Zock came over and said,

"It’s good that nothing happened, Mr. Rabbit seems to be in a stable mood today... You’re quite lucky. Besides, even though you’re invited, it’s still better to come here less in the future.

If you encounter Mr. Rabbit when he’s not in a good mood, you won’t be as lucky as you were today."

However, William did not respond, seemingly in a state of paralysis that rendered his entire body powerless, even his vocal cords, mouth, and tongue unable to move.

This wasn’t due to any ability or skill, but purely a physical effect.

Zock noticed this physical abnormality and promptly pulled out his beast taming whip... Crack!

A fierce lash, and William’s back burst open at the moment of impact from the whip, exposing the iron chain structure of his inner skeleton. He was flung into the wall of the photography studio with great force.

The lash had its effect, and William, sitting on the ground, kept shaking his head, his face a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Catherine took advantage of the distraction, running out from the corner where she had been hiding and pretending to be an uninvolved bystander. She stepped toward the door of the photography studio, urging the others to leave the circus troupe’s dangerous place quickly.

Leaving Mozander,

Perhaps because of the encounter with Mr. Rabbit, they did not meet a single rabbit on their journey afterward.

They safely left the perilous circus and returned to the initial crossroads.

Though they had yet to meet the ’Second Ringmaster’, the opportunity to face the head ringmaster and return unscathed made the visit fulfilling.

Only upon reaching the crossroads did the group dare to officially discuss the matter of the rabbit.

William also let out a sigh of relief, "Phew, that was way too intense!

It was my first time experiencing such physical oppression, just a shoulder touch displaying part of his body to me, and I was completely immobilized..."

Beast Tamer Zock grimly said, "Of course, this is the rabbit we’re talking about~ the top physical presence of the Fear Circus. Of all the people ever recruited by the circus, no one has surpassed him on a physical level, and even the boss highly praises his body.

And he’s still growing, stronger than he was just a month ago.

Not only is he the head of the number one troupe in the circus, but he’s also the vice ringmaster of the Fear Circus, personally recognized by the boss. That’s why I stayed neutral when you were in trouble at the circus troupe.

On his turf, it’s better not to cause trouble; going with the flow is the best choice."

"The circus’s vice ringmaster?!" exclaimed William in shock.

Catherine cleared her throat and chimed in from the side, "Yes, the circus initially had only one ringmaster, the founder himself, as we all followed him wholeheartedly.

But during a crisis the circus once faced, Mr. Rabbit alone carved an escape path for us.

After that incident, the boss appointed him as the vice ringmaster, giving him partial control over the circus. Because of this, the executions and killings he carries out within the circus troupe don’t require the direct permission of the boss.

This is also why the size of the circus troupe is far larger than other departments and has three managers.

William, unless it’s necessary, try not to go to the circus troupe."

"Hmm..." Although William nodded in agreement, his mind was busy with other thoughts.

Although the interaction with Mr. Rabbit resulted in physical suppression, he had spread his Madness Brain cells to his shoulders at the first opportunity, trying to capture as much of the other’s physical information as possible.

The "Physical Realm" William perceived was quite bizarre.

Unlike Teacher Zede’s deep cave piled with corpses, symbolic of deathly stillness, Pain, and the Endless,

it was a neon-lit super club, where muscle-bound men sweating profusely crowded together, all wearing various forms of rabbit masks,

red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet,

tall ears, pointed ears, fluffy ears,

Once a ticket was purchased and entry was gained, one would be completely squeezed in between muscled brutes, moving together to the dynamic music provided by the DJ, feeling the physical rhythm it contained.

It was such imagery that made William helplessly move in rhythm with the brutes, even unconsciously donning a black rabbit mask, rendering his body immobile to the outside world.

The deeper he immersed himself in the neon physicality, a fear originating from the essence of the physical slowly arose.

This realm represented connection, wildness, and the assimilation and domination of the Physical, as well as an unknown sense of Fear.

If asked to judge which was stronger, William couldn’t say, but objectively speaking, Mr. Rabbit was certainly stronger.

"Next, I’ll take you to see the kitchen... It’s a place you must see! After all, with your Talent, William, you’ll one day become a main member, and by then, you’ll need to master the preparation of a signature dish. Getting an early look will be very helpful for you.

Don’t underestimate cooking; making a great dish is much harder than killing."

Catherine also added on the side, "That’s right! We experience quite an improvement when we cook in the kitchen, and it’s a good opportunity for understanding illnesses during the process."

"Okay, I appreciate the help, Zock the senior."

"What about me? What about me?" Catherine pointed at her nose insistently.

"Thank you for your company, Miss Catherine."

"That’s more like it~"

On their way to the kitchen, Zock was equally careful to instruct.

"The kitchen, as the ’Nutrition Center’ of the entire Circus, also follows a set of rules similar to that of the Circus.

Moreover, the kitchen supervisor is a guy worthy of respect. Although he’s not as perverted and dangerous as Mr. Rabbit, he’s the one especially appointed by the boss to be in charge of the kitchen, and has been with the boss since the foundation of the Circus.

There are even rumors that before the opening of the Circus, he was the personal Nutritionist of the boss, the earliest ’servant’ to follow the boss."

From these words, William also sensed something, "Nutritionist, does that mean the boss isn’t in good health?"

"Yes, the boss relies on various bizarre devices and Fear liquid to sustain his life, rarely making appearances. But even so, even if he can’t move, he can still manage everything in the Circus.

Though the boss doesn’t mind internal staff talking about him, it’s still best not to discuss him as a basic form of respect.

Alright, Catherine, show William the kitchen rules."

Feeling irked by being commanded, Catherine made a face again, "Nah~ I won’t show them, what are you going to do? Who do you think you are? I don’t know you.

How I want to show William is my Freedom, and it’s none of your business."

Catherine leaped up, spreading her legs in mid-air and positioning herself behind William, riding on his shoulders.

Maintaining the shoulder-riding posture, Catherine curled her body forward 180 degrees until her forehead was completely pressed against William’s.

Nightmare transfer.

One clear text Rule after another appeared, directly imprinting themselves between the synapses, to ensure no mistakes were made during the kitchen visit.