Chapter 72: Chapter 72
The man in a fancy suit waved his hand up, “And the winner is Freya Nightingale!” the man in a fancy suit yelled out loud as the crowd went wild while fireworks were launched to the sky. Freya Nightingale bowed towards everyone in the audience before calmly walking back inside. The man in a fancy suit waved his hand, and a tall rock pillar emerged from the ground of the arena. The man in a fancy suit snapped his finger, and he disappeared from his spot, then he appeared on top of the rock pillar.
“Ladies and gentlemen, how did you all enjoy the last match of the preliminary round?” the man in a fancy suit asked; he spread his arms wide with a smiling face. The crowd erupted; they said “Yes!” in unison while also clapping and cheering with joy. “But, unfortunately, folks, that’s all we got here for today. Due to yesterday’s incident, we cannot do more for today lest we affect the well-being of the contestant. And, I’m sure that you from the audience did not want that as well, right?” the man in a fancy suit asked the audience with a beaming smile.
The crowd went silent for a while. When the man in a fancy suit did not hear the audience reply, he continued, “That’s why we decided to extend the period of the Great Fighting Competition. And to compensate you for coming all the way here, we’re going to do a competition draft for tomorrow semi-finals and performance from our most talented artist, so don’t miss out!” the man in a fancy suit said with a jubilant tone. The crowd cheered, and many people left their seats to enjoy the ‘festival’ on the colosseum.
When Eru heard the announcement from the man in a fancy suit, a thought of understanding suddenly came into his mind. ‘So that’s why they were together now’, Eru said in his head while looking at the lovey-dovey couple beside him. Then, Eru swiftly left the area, away from Rex and Chloe, because he felt uncomfortable being the third wheel. When he left the arena, Eru found out that he had nothing to do. Eru scratched the back of his head, “Where am I supposed to go now?” he asked to himself. Buddy vibrated, seemingly telling Eru that he’s still got a friend in him. Eru expression turned a little bright, “Thanks, Buddy. Maybe we should visit Mister Andre a visit?” Eru asked. Buddy just buzzed around inside of Eru’s scabbard, signalling its agreement.
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While the Great Fighting Competition was underway, somewhere inside the guard garrison, there’s a special wing designed for specially detained criminals. Inside, there appeared a blue-haired man sitting in a lotus position. Although his aura was blocked, he did not mind as he tried training his body and his mind. The blue-haired man was waiting. He was waiting for rescue as he used to be a member of a cult. Although he’s resolved himself to quit, but the cult member did not know of that yet.
The blue-haired man wanted to show that white-haired old man that he was worth taking a risk for. And so, he waited. The blue-haired man reckoned that his former comrade would rescue him when the final of the Great Fighting Competition was happening. How can he be so sure? Well, he’s a 5th Grade Aura Master and held quite a high rank inside the organization. Although there was a chance that the rescue would not come, he wouldn’t mind that also. If that did happen, he would also wait for an opportunity to escape.
Then, when night came, someone from the guards visited him alone. “Who are you?” the blue-haired man asked as he did not recognize the guard. One had to know that the specialised prison wings only allowed specific guards to come in. The blue-haired man took note of the presence of every guard that had entered his prison cell before. And the guard in front of him, the blue-haired man, was unfamiliar with him. Suddenly, the guard kneeled in front of the blue-haired man, “Greetings, sir Astro”, the guard said with his head down.
The blue-haired man nodded in response to the guard’s kneel, “Which squad?” he asked. “Sir Zebulon’s squad”, the guard answered back with his head still facing the ground. The Demonic Cult paid careful attention to hierarchy as whoever was stronger held a higher position. “Zebulon, you say?” the blue-haired man eyebrow raised; he pondered in confusion, “Didn’t Zebulon hate me?” the blue-haired man asked the guard. The guard flinched at the blatant question that the man with blue hair in front of him, “Uh, I don’t know, sir, it is not in my place to say”, the guard said with a stutter in his voice.
The blue-haired man crossed his arms, “So, when is it?” The guard replied, “Two days later. When the final of the Great Fighting Competition began. We will use the crowd to our advantage to escape from here.” The blue-haired man nodded, ‘Just as I thought’, he said in his head. “Then go, inform Zebulon I will follow his lead”, the blue-haired man ordered. The guard stood up, saluted to the blue-haired man before exiting the specialised prison wing. After the disguised guard was gone, the blue-haired man took out a piece of paper from below the pillow before ripping it out. After a minute, a white-haired old man appeared right in front of the blue-haired man. The white-haired old man stroked his beard, “So, they came?” he raised his eyebrow in question to the blue-haired man.
The blue-haired man nodded, “As expected. The charade you showed back then worked. Just like you thought, they had people inside the guards”, the blue-haired man said with a faint smile. The white-haired old man faintly nodded, “Prepared yourself. You wanted to prove that you are worth it for me to take the risk for you, right? Well, two days later, you will get that chance”, he said with a firm tone. The blue-haired man nodded as the white-haired old man slowly disappeared. The blue-haired man softly sighed, “Wait for me, Sophitia. I will come and get you soon”, he murmured; the blue-haired man’s eyes showed a determined light.
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Somewhere near the vicinity of the Great Aeolus City, a bunch of men in a black cloak were grouping in the shadows. Amongst them was a red-haired man. He stood in the middle of the group while the remaining black-cloaked man was kneeling to him. The red-haired man had a fierce expression as he waited for his subordinate to return. Minutes passed, but the red-haired man did not find his subordinate; instead, he found a monster approaching him. A large ape appeared right in front of the red-haired man. The large ape excluded a fierce demeanour as its pressure alone caused many men in the black cloak to tremble.
The red-haired man just looked at the giant ape with disdain, “If you dare to appear in front of me, you must kneel, you primate!” the red-haired man barked. The menacing giant ape felt his scalp tremble from the aura emitted from the red-haired man in front of him. The giant ape was usually the one people knelt to. It enjoyed torturing its opponent and making them apologize. Even to its fellow monster, it liked to stand on top of them, dominating its enemy until they submitted to it. The giant ape was so used to being one of the tops on the food chain that the feeling of dread the giant ape felt right now seemed to hit its pride hard.
The menacing giant ape roared; it would not accept that there was someone stronger than it in its territory. The menacing giant ape wanted to show its might as its body swelled up; the menacing ape’s pressure intensified. Many men in a black cloak suffocated from the menacing ape’s pressure, but the red-haired man just looked at the giant ape like it was a giant fool. The red-haired man sighed in anger, “At the end of the day, you are just a dumb primate”, he said while putting his hand on the menacing giant ape’s belly. Then a burst of red aura appeared on the red-haired man’s palm before blasting the menacing giant ape’s to smithereens.
“Fucking shit!” the red-haired man cursed as the blood from the giant ape was getting into his clothes. Then, someone in a black cloak approached the red-haired man, and light came out of his hand. The red-haired man was enveloped in a gentle light as it cleaned his clothes thoroughly. When the spell finished the job, someone dressed in a guard outfit came out from the forest nearby before kneeling, “Lord Zebulon”, he said. The red-haired man nodded, “How is Astro?” he asked. “He seemed to be holding on just fine. From what I had heard, he did not buckle even under torture”, the man who was dressed in a guard outfit informed the red haired-man. The red-haired man nodded, “And?”
“He agreed”
“Excellent”, the red-haired man nodded. “Right, prepare yourself, men. Two days later, we will begin operation rescue”, he said as all the men surrounding him kneeled before dispersing.
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