Chapter 1291

Tarquin: "..."

Bernard strolled up to the rickety bridge like he'd done it a thousand times before, walking right along the chain without even grabbing the handrail. His hands were tucked behind his back, as if he didn't have a care in the world.

He didn't bother holding on himself, but he did toss Tarquin a warning.

"Better hang on, man. If you fall and break something, Elysia's gonna have a heart attack."

Tarquin accepted the advice, sounding a little humbled. "...Alright."

When they reached the other side, Bernard tapped his wristband, and the makeshift bridge started folding itself up with a soft whirr.

Tarquin asked, "Did Walter design this?"

"Yep. Walter used to be the chief engineer for the military—sharpest guy I know. He loves tinkering with this kind of stuff. If you can dream it up, he'll make it real."

Tarquin seized the opening.

"If Walter had such a sweet gig in the military, why fake his own death and go off the grid?"

Bernard just kept his hands behind his back, squinting at the horizon.

"That's his business, not mine. If you want to know, you should ask him yourself."

Tarquin shot back, "Alright, then why did you fake your own death and disappear?"

Calling you out, old man.

Bernard turned and gave him a long look. "Didn't I tell you already? Because of my brother."

one reason. There must be

he stared hard at Tarquin for a while before saying, almost out of

we're up to, it's

he started walking on

"..." So apparently, there *was* more to the story-a bunch of big shots all faking their

led the way to what looked like an ordinary cellar. He

computers and even some old

powered on-battery full-but there was zero

just about to ask when Bernard chimed

on your wristband. Yeah... all this is

complicated process, and the two of them

before finally getting it

help but

peace, or was there something else

thought for

almost

"It's me," Tarquin replied.

voice caught Axel off

"Yeah."

a quick code phrase before

were in the middle of nowhere. How are you even calling

was a man of few words, but even

things

days. Someone

a close watch."

about anyone living up here, leave it be.

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