Supremacy Games

1422 The Brown Coated Stalker.

When Felix and Sekiro left the shop, they went back to their table in the cafe...However, the moment they sat their asses down, the boss came to them personally with an apologetic expression.

"I am so sorry guys, I have to request you to leave the cafe." He said with a soft tone so no one would hear him.

"How can that be?" Sekiro replied with a displeased tone, "Didn't you just serve us? We aren't causing any trouble and our identities are hidden."

'Looks like it's not hidden enough as I was just contacted by a member of the red fang organization, threatening me to cut off my supplies if I dare to serve you even a cup of water.' The boss informed telepathically with a bitter smile, 'I really want to serve you as I am proud to have you represent our city, but I can't risk losing my business...I hope you understand.'

'You don't have to say more, boss. Thank you for the earlier drinks.'

Felix stood up with an indifferent expression and gave him a slight polite nod before taking off with Sekiro on his back.

'This blacklist order sure is a pain in the ass, we can't even get a cup of decent coffee in the city.' Sekiro sighed in frustration.

Even when the kind businessmen wanted to show support to Felix by ignoring the blacklist order, it end up coming at them and biting them in the ass.

Felix had no interest in making someone lose his income over his own problems unless that person deserved it.

'You are thinking the wrong way.' Felix said calmly, 'For the red fangs to know of our location so soon, they must have either sent someone to follow us or they have eyes across the entire city and even our disguise means nothing to them.'

Felix was more inclined to believe in the latter as he felt that his senses wouldn't betray him if someone had an ulterior motive against him and was nearby.

'Those bastards are really treating us as their mortal enemies to keep an eye on us for so long.' Sekiro's gaze turned colder as his slits roamed around him, attempting to find the stalkers.

'Leave them be, let's go to the park.' Felix was unbothered with his destination being known at the moment.

So, he headed to the national park with Sekiro and when they reached it, they sat under a tree and began planning to solve the case telepathically.

"The target has settled down in the park."

"Good job Oculon, keep an eye on him...Also, have you dealt with Sir. Azravan?"

prick won't step foot in his shop even at the expense

still wants his beasts and creatures to be approved for sale faster than

Felix and Sekiro were chilling in the park, a whole different conversation was being held between Boss Alves and his

chair, acting like he was feeding the spiritual white pigeons, not even lifting his head in the

Unbeknownst to everyone in the park, there were tens of eyes situated across his entire body, making

idea that his senses had indeed failed him as this man's race was quite

like putting cameras on someone, no one could sense its lifeless

distance and just report back to me." Boss

"Understood."

put down, Boss Alves turned his chair to face the window

has associated himself with that lunatic. Let's see if she dares be as bold when

...

intel, Azravan leaves his shop only when there is a business that needs to be taken care of outside of the city...His house is on the highest floor of his shop and he

decision to seek out Sir. Azravan when he was outside of the shop to avoid his

of person as he was focusing purely on his business and if there was nothing related to it,

creatures each month and he goes to meet the hunters to personally oversee the process.'

Felix's entire strategy depended on

or the next one, it wouldn't matter much to him besides the fact he would lose a considerable amount of Lumus if he solved

will be tasked to keep an eye on Sir. Azravan's shop 24/7 until he

'Understood.' Sekiro nodded.

knew that there was a small chance of someone following him

will take my leave, keep a close eye on everyone in the park and

Sanae's bureau. Sekiro kept his head lowered under the straw hat, but his gleaming slits were scanning the

just as he wanted to give up, his eyes landed on a park chair

suspicious as he was the

let him deal with it. Then, he took off back

'A brown-coated man.'

to himself as he mixed himself amidst the busy street, his back straight, his head facing forward, but his eyes darted around him under the guise of his sunglasses...He was attempting to find

he is capable of following me without emitting an ounce of

knew exactly how to fish