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

that, giving Aaron one last look,

***

Ashton city.

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

the projections were the images of

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

impressive, however, his solemn and sharp

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

we didn't let Nola see

"Yes."

He

match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by

hand on her cheek,

it will be Ren's

words, a look of anticipation flashed across

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

be coming

sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement and nervousness in his voice as he anticipated his

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

second after he said those words, the front doorbell

Ding—! Dong—!

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

"Oh my."

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

Ci clank—!

smile on her face, she greeted the

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

near the portal that would transmit the contestants to the platforms, Kimor

any excitement about

rank after

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

acknowledged the fact that not all

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

sight met with one of the people managing the

forward he slowly entered

***

"What's with that look?"

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

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

Kevin heard my words,

you

what

with a meaningful look. Raising his brow, Kevin glanced towards his right and left before he leaned his body

was trying to imitate

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his head

all edgy and stuff, and to be honest,

"Eh?"

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

that a victorious smirk appeared on

for you at the stands. If you can, try ending the

anything back, Kevin bid

before he left, like how he had doped himself

at the Lock, this was not

was set up purposely with the intent of limiting

After all, in a real fight, rules did not

potions, killing, or anything that would've normally been banned

there to initiate and end the

someone died, although it would look bad

all, only through these types of tournaments would someone truly be able to display

where everyone just cuddled with each other after the end of

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