The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 872

Felix bowed deeply to Kendrick and said solemnly, "Sir, forgive me."

During the drive back, Luna noticed Felix's somber mood, so she refrained from saying anything to him.

Once they entered the city, Felix broke the silence and asked, "Do you have any connections for unofficial border crossings?"

"Yes, we have someone from Astoria who handles that. It's completely reliable," Luna replied.

Felix nodded thoughtfully. "Let's keep it as a backup plan. We might need it someday."

After encountering the Westerio Order, Felix suspected they might interfere with his mission. Given their absolute control abroad, legal routes home might become impossible. Hence, having alternative plans seemed wise.

his request. With the looming threat of

near an abandoned single-story house in the desert wasteland of Guneria. The nearest road was over an hour's drive away, and even basic necessities like food and water would be hard to come by in such an isolated location. This was John's chosen meeting spot. Felix was not worried about John escaping

Aimee, John would surely want to witness Felix's death personally. Sure enough, John was perched on a nearby hill about six miles away, watching Felix through a high-end telescope mounted on a sturdy tripod. John muttered to himself, his voice filled with cold

beginning of the spectacle. Minutes later, beams of light pierced through

squinted, estimating that at least a dozen trucks were heading his way. As they got closer, he whistled under his breath and mumbled,

of civilian armored vehicles mounted with heavy machine guns. Dozens of

arsenal.

likely snipers, which seemed inevitable given the scale of

and the night erupted with

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nothing would have been left of him-not even scraps to bury.

assault. "That felt pretty good," a casual voice cut through their celebration. The men froze in horror as the smoke cleared to reveal Felix standing exactly where he had been, completely unharmed. Someone stammered, "Holy shit! T-This