The Author's POV

Chapter 430

Inside of a small room.

With his head lowered, Octavious studied Aaron's dissected body.

Next to him was a man with neatly combed black hair and squared glasses. He was currently wearing a white lab coat with blue gloves in each hand.

Beep—! Beep—!

In his hand was a small transmitter that repeatedly beeped throughout the room.

The man was called Conrad Johnson, and he was the one assigned with the task of finding traces of 876. The wanted fugitive that the Union and the Monolith had agreed on hunting down together.

The first time he saw traces were a few matches back in the tournament. Before he could get a proper read on them, the signal quickly disappeared.

Then, after that, he was able to find traces once again, and as he had reacted quickly, he was able to find where the traces came from, but when he did, he was left with more questions than answers.

"You're saying that the transmitter the Monolith gave us is indicating that 876 is none other than Aaron?" Octavious asked as his deep and emotionless voice rang throughout the whole room.

"Yes, yes, it appears to be so.

Conrad nodded his head in a helpless manner before placing the transmitter next to Aaron's head. Beep—! Beep—!Beep—! Beep—!The moment the transmitter touched his head, the transmitter started to beep even more loudly.

With a complicated look on his face, Conrad took out a small tube that was about the size of a finger. Then, taking a small sample of his blood, he put it in the tube and shook it.

This process only lasted for a couple of seconds before he stopped.

Once he stopped, he turned to look at the tube and when he did, he shook his head.

"His blood is also contaminated just like the Monolith said."

Doubt started to creep inside of Conrad's head as he softly and carefully asked.

"...It's him, isn't it? 876 is Aaron."

But contrary to his expectations, Octavious shook his head.

"It's not him."

"Not him?"

Conrad replied with a confused look on his face.

Be it the tracking device and blood test, all evidence pointed that he was indeed 876, so he really couldn't understand.

Without sparing him a glance, Octavious continued.

"Aaron's whereabouts during the time 876 was in the Monolith can easily be found. It is impossible for him to be 876."

Before the tournament started, Octavious paid close attention to all the promising contestants and so he naturally knew that it was impossible for Aaron to be 876.

Once his thoughts paused there, with a frown on his face, Octaviois suddenly thought of something.

What if...

Placing his hand over Aaron's face, he suddenly squeezed it.

Crack—

The sound of bones breaking resounded throughout the room as blood spurted all over the room.

Conrad, who had been watching the whole time, opened his eyes in shock as he couldn't quite make out the situation.

Before he could say anything, Octavious retrieved his hand back.

It was then that Cornard suddenly noticed it. A small device that was resting in the middle of his finger.

Supposedly, this was the tracking device.

Calmly analyzing it for a good minute, Octavious handed it to Conrad.

"Analyze it. See if there is something hidden inside of it."

"Y…yes."

took the chip and weakly nodded

that, giving Aaron one last

***

Ashton city.

the demon hunter guild, two people sat in front of

on the projections were the images

the two people seated on the sofa, one was a male while the other was a

the other hand, the male looked less impressive, however, his solemn and sharp look did give off

thigh, the woman, Samantha Dover, covered her mouth with her hand as

we didn't

"Yes."

He completely agreed

half by someone. The scene was just too gruesome for someone as young as

hand on

when it will be Ren's

a look of

weren't very interested in the tournament, however, upon receiving an anonymous tip from someone that Ren

should be coming

sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement and

his son shin in the tournament, and nervousness at the dangers that lay in the tournament.

after he said those words, the front doorbell of

Ding—! Dong—!

each other, the duo curiously turned to look in the direction of the door. Then, standing up Samantha calmly walked

"Oh my."

a look of shock appeared on Samantha's face not long after as she quickly headed for

Ci clank—!

a brilliant smile on her face,

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

would transmit the contestants to the platforms, Kimor had

any

rank

dismissed him for being human, but after witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to

acknowledged the fact that not

his next opponent. After all, it was already rare enough for the humans to have someone as

paused there, his line of sight met with one of

a step forward he slowly entered the

***

"What's with that look?"

just come out of the portal, my face leaned back a

the portal, just...well, how should I describe it? It felt as though he was

my words, his

are you

what I'm

a meaningful look. Raising his brow, Kevin glanced towards his right and left

I was trying to imitate

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

nodded his

all edgy and stuff, and to be honest,

"Eh?"

response was so out of my expectations that I was unable

then that a victorious smirk appeared on Kevin's face as he patted

you can, try ending the match as fast as I

back, Kevin bid

to him before he left, like how he had doped himself to victory, but then again, they were within the rules so

tournaments at the Lock, this was not a children's

of limiting the contestant's space, there were very few rules placed in the

was obviously done on purpose. After all, in a real fight, rules

or anything that would've normally been banned in tournaments held in the

only there to initiate

someone died, although it would look bad on them,

to be honest. After all, only through these types of tournaments would someone truly be

no soft tournament where everyone just cuddled with each other after

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