Chapter 101
Zevien didn’t touch the soup and some other dishes until the end.
After he finished eating, he pressed a button on the wall and called the maid to take back the trolley. Zevien acted normally like he didn’t know someone was observing him. Well, he really couldn’t feel someone watching, so he just put it out of his mind.
One minute later, a different maid arrived and took back the trolley. After she left, Zevien wrote a message on his Digi-watch and sent it to the manager.
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“Side-task failed. Target didn’t consume poisoned soup until the end,” Zelin said as he dispersed his awakening spell and sighed.
*Ding…*
“Who is that?” Giyus frowned. He was done unlocking the last lock on the container a minute ago, so it was safe.
“Ahh, it must be the food I ordered,” Haril said as he went to open the door.
The maid entered with the food trolley and introduced the dishes before leaving. “Hope you enjoy our recommendations.”
“Thank you.” Haril smiled and closed the door after she left.
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“What are they planning to do in Starlight City? Couldn’t you find out about the effects of that crystal with your power?” Zevien asked as his eyebrows creased in worry. He didn’t think he would encounter such a thing in the resort.
“Meow~! I could sense space magic dimensional ripples from that crystal, so I assume that it will open a portal or something similar,” Tarto said thoughtfully, “but I can’t be sure.”
Zevien leaned back on the pillow on his bed and sighed. “Whatever it is, their plan will now fail since I informed the manager about them. Once they check that the soup was poisoned, they are done.”
“I am curious about that crystal, so I’m gonna get that storage ring from the baldy,” Tarto grinned mischievously.
Tarto left the room by passing through the walls and disappeared.
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On the other hand, the manager already hurried to the maid and brought her to the kitchen, where he scanned the soup with other Mystic Chefs.
The manager’s name was Martin. He was a middle-aged man with tied-up maroon hair and wore a suit. He was a 2nd class magician and the little brother of the resort’s owner.
“Sir, Martin. The soup is indeed poisoned, and with a dangerous poison at that. A drop can kill even a 3rd class magician.”
“Sigh, it’s good that Mr. Alucard managed to detect the poison. If he died, then we would be balls deep in trouble. More so when he is a participant of tomorrow’s 2nd round contest.”
“Damn those bastards,” Martin cursed as his face turned dark, leaving the kitchen with a furious expression.
If this went out, the reputation they built up for years would go down the drain! He also has to compensate Zevien because they let such a thing happen.
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*knock…knock…knock*
Giyus and the other two were eating when they heard a knocking sound.
“Who is it now,” Haril muttered with an annoyed expression as he went to the door.
“Wait! Don’t open it,” Giyus said with a frown, “the knock sounded rushed. It’s as if the other on the other side is furious.”
*knock…knock…knock*
“He is not ringing the bell but knocking?” Zelin creased his eyebrows before his face suddenly changed. He went out into their garden area and looked around before saying gravely, “we are trapped. The barrier around our area is not passive anymore.”
Haril looked through the peephole instead of directly opening the door and was startled, “it’s the damn manager!”
*clake….*
Giyus slammed his fist on the floor furiously but didn’t lash out at Haril even though it was obvious that this happened because of him.
“Open the door and surrender! You can’t run!”
Giyus removed the storage ring from his finger and threw it toward Zelin, “bury it in those bushes.” Afterward, he activated his Digi-watch and wrote something before telling Haril to open the door.
Zelin hid the ring and returned to the room while Haril opened the door.
Martin came inside furiously with a powerful aura whirling around him as if he was ready to attack anytime.
“We surrender,” Giyus said calmly as he raised his hands. Zelin and Haril also raised their hands.
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Somewhere in the vast Lankrena region was a prominent castle-like structure amidst a large jungle. This jungle spanned hundreds of kilometers in all directions.
It was considered one of the danger zones due to its hazardous snowy environment, powerful magic beasts living inside, and…the main reason: this zone was also the home of the Blood Sun organization.
Inside the Blood Sun Headquarters…
A large screen in the hall with five rows of extending tables where people work on their computers.
The Supreme Leader was seated behind them on top of a platform as he observed the large screen that displayed an overflow of magic beasts from a magic eruption spot. He was a shorty with a height of 3ft and wore a military-like uniform with bloody sun symbols on both his arms. He had a bald head, but his bald head had a tattoo of a bloody sun on it.
“Supreme Leader, we have received Code Black, case no.3 from Giyus’s team.”
“Hmm? Case no.3?” The Supreme Leader frowned as he quickly activated his Digi-watch and sent some encrypted messages before saying to the people working below on computers, “I have sent Black Hawk to retrieve the ring since he is near that town. Guide him to the best of your abilities and after that, find out the reason for the failure of Giyus’s team.”
“Sir, do we prepare three more peak 4th class magician members for the mission? Or do we send 3rd class magicians?”
“Not 3rd class magicians and not even 4th class magicians. Send peak 5th class magician this time,” the Supreme Leader shook his head, “the weaker, the better for this mission. Police and airport enforcers won’t pay much attention to foreign 5th class magicians, but 3rd class and higher is a different case. We can go with a 4th class team, but no more risks.”
“Ok, we have sent Team Furain with the X-Door crystal to Starlight City. No change of plans. They will arrive at Starlight City tomorrow noon and activate the X-Door crystal on time.”
“Good. Now make sure to help Black Hawk retrieve the storage ring of Giyus. The X-Door crystal is our greatest invention and asset. We can’t let it fall on anyone’s hands.”