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 his

last look, Octavious

***

Ashton city.

demon hunter guild, two people sat in front of a sofa, staring at a holographic projection in front

projections were

two people seated on the sofa, one was a male while the other was a female. With blonde hair and blue eyes, the woman looked

the male looked less impressive, however, his solemn

left hand on the male's thigh, the woman, Samantha Dover, covered

didn't let Nola see

"Yes."

nodded his head. He completely agreed with her

especially so after the last match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by someone. The scene was just too gruesome for someone as young as

her hand on

it will

look of anticipation flashed

tournament, however, upon receiving an anonymous tip from someone that Ren was going to participate, they dropped everything they were doing and decided

should be coming

could feel the excitement and

nervousness at the dangers that lay in the tournament. Especially after having seen so many injuries and

said those words, the front

Ding—! Dong—!

in the direction of the door.

"Oh my."

Samantha's face not long after as she quickly headed for

Ci clank—!

brilliant smile on her face, she

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

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

any excitement

was merely rank after

for being human, but after witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to no longer

that

still did not have high regard for his next opponent. After all, it was already rare enough for the humans to have someone as strong as Kevin, but to have two? Kimor did

paused there, his line of sight met with one of the people

a step forward he slowly entered

***

"What's with that look?"

portal, my face leaned back a little as

just...well, how should I describe it? It felt as though he was trying to purposely act like a

heard my words, his brows twitched a

are you

exactly what

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

was trying

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

nodded his

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

"Eh?"

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

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

If you can, try ending the match as fast

could say anything back, Kevin bid goodbye to me and

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

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

rule which was set up purposely with the intent of limiting the contestant's space, there were very few rules

purpose. After all, in a

banned in tournaments held in the human

referees were only there to initiate and

and so if someone died, although it would look

these types

tournament where everyone just cuddled with each other

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