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."

the chip

last

***

Ashton city.

private residence owned by the demon hunter guild, two people sat in front of

on the projections were the images

while the other was a

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

the male's thigh, the woman, Samantha

glad we didn't let

"Yes."

his head. He

so after the last match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by

hand on

when it will be

those words, a look of anticipation flashed

an anonymous tip from someone that Ren was

be

replied briefly. Despite sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement and

the dangers that

second after he said those words, the front doorbell of

Ding—! Dong—!

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

"Oh my."

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

Ci clank—!

a brilliant smile on her

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

would transmit the contestants to the platforms, Kimor had a calm look on his face. Or

have any excitement about

merely rank after

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

that

next opponent. After all, it was already rare enough for the humans to

sight met

taking a step forward he slowly

***

"What's with that look?"

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

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

my words, his brows twitched a

are you

know exactly what

Kevin glanced towards his right and left before he leaned his body forward slightly

trying

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his

stuff, and to

"Eh?"

response was so out of my expectations that I was unable to reply to

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

for you at the stands. If you can, try ending the match as fast

Kevin bid goodbye

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

at the Lock, this was not a

the out-of-bounds rule which was set up purposely with the intent of limiting the contestant's space, there were

After all, in a

been banned in tournaments held

there to initiate

would look bad on them, it was really nothing

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

cuddled with each other after the end

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