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

one last look,

***

Ashton city.

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

the projections were the images of

the sofa, one was a male while the

impressive, however, his solemn and sharp look did give

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

we didn't let

"Yes."

head. He completely

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

on

wondered when it will

a look of anticipation flashed

in the tournament, however, upon receiving an anonymous tip from someone that

be coming

feel the excitement and nervousness in his voice as he anticipated

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

not even a second after he said those words, the front doorbell of their

Ding—! Dong—!

duo curiously turned to look in the direction of the door. Then, standing up

"Oh my."

who it was, a look of shock appeared on Samantha's face

Ci clank—!

her face,

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

Kimor had a calm look on his face.

have any excitement about his next

was merely

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

fact that not all humans were

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

his thoughts paused there, his line of sight met with

step forward

***

"What's with that look?"

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

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

my words,

you on

what I'm talking

brow, Kevin glanced towards his right

trying to imitate

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his head

and to be

"Eh?"

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

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

can, try ending the match as fast

anything back, Kevin bid goodbye to me and

he left, like how he had doped

the Lock, this

which was set up purposely with the intent of

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

potions, killing, or anything that would've normally been banned in tournaments held in the human domain, everything was allowed

there to initiate

died, although it would look bad on them, it was really nothing worth

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

soft tournament where everyone just cuddled with each other after

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