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."

Conrad took the chip and weakly

giving Aaron one last look, Octavious

***

Ashton city.

guild, two people sat in front of a sofa, staring at a

were the images of

seated on the sofa, one was a male while the other was a female. With blonde

less impressive, however, his solemn and sharp look did give off

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

glad we didn't let Nola

"Yes."

his head. He completely

last match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by someone. The

her hand on

when it will be Ren's

those words, a look

someone that Ren was going to participate, they dropped everything

be coming

the excitement

the prospect of seeing his son shin in the tournament, and nervousness at the dangers that lay in the tournament. Especially after having

even a second after he said those words, the front

Ding—! Dong—!

look in the direction of the door. Then, standing up Samantha calmly walked towards

"Oh my."

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

Ci clank—!

smile on her face, she greeted the

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

platforms, Kimor had a calm look on his face. Or rather,

did not have any

merely rank after

witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to no longer look down on them as

the fact that not all humans

still did not have high regard for his next opponent. After all, it was already rare enough for the humans

sight met with one of the people managing

step forward

***

"What's with that look?"

portal,

out of the portal, just...well, how should I describe it? It felt as though he was trying to purposely

my words, his brows twitched

are you on

exactly what

Raising his brow, Kevin glanced towards his right and left before

trying

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

nodded his

stuff, and to be honest, I think I did a very

"Eh?"

was so out of my expectations that

on Kevin's face as he

you can, try ending the match as

I could say anything back, Kevin

to say to him before he left, like how he had doped himself to

Lock, this was

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

on purpose. After all, in a real

would've normally been banned in tournaments held in the

to initiate and end

inevitable, and so if someone died, although it would look bad on them, it was really nothing worth

through these types of tournaments would

everyone just cuddled with each other after the end of

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