Chapter 194: 43.2 - There are things that one can’t control
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Chapter 194 Chapter 43.2 - There are things that one can't control
A group of executives and Hunters approached the place where the explosion occurred. It was a small restaurant at one of the back alleys.
The space wasn't that frequently visited and away from the city center, but thanks to the denunciation call, they immediately headed in this direction.
A small crowd had gathered, their faces marked with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Some onlookers whispered among themselves, speculating about what might have caused the explosion.
"Please get away."
The executives immediately called the crowd, covering the area and passing them rapidly. Since it was a possible crime scene, they needed to be ready. Their subordinates were also already in the way, so it wouldn't take too long for them to take control.
"Margaretta. Come with me."
Immediately signaling the officer with him, he slowly made his way towards the scene.
"Roger, captain."
The girl still kept calling him captain, even though he said he didn't want to. But, since the situation was urgent, he decided to let it slide.
They approached the scene. Smoke billowed from the damaged building, twisting and dancing in the air. The acrid scent of burnt materials lingered, assaulting their senses.
The first thing that caught their attention were three lifeless bodies lying on the ground, their limbs sprawled unnaturally.
"What is this?"
The lead executive narrowed his eyes as he examined the scene. The bodies showed signs of a swift and brutal demise, all seemingly felled by a single strike. His eyes concentrated with mana lead the flow.
"Three demon followers. All of them died with only one strike each."
Margaretta interjected as she also looked at the scene.
"Three precise attacks, all of them having the power to one-shot a demon follower."
A sense of unease settled over him, and his hand instinctively moved towards the weapon at his side. The possibility of danger lurking within the restaurant couldn't be dismissed.
After all, if it was one person, then the enemy would be strong. If it was more than one person, their numbers would make them dangerous.
[This is Captain Harlan. We have a situation at a local restaurant. Three demon followers were confirmed deceased. We have yet to investigate further, but it is suspected that there are more demon followers inside. Requesting immediate support from the Demonic Human Bureau. Over.]
A brief moment passed before a response crackled through the communicator.
[Acknowledged, Captain Harlan. Your request for a Demonic Investigation Team is being processed. You may proceed.]
"Tch, bastards. Always coming late." He mumbled as the response came.
"Did they refuse?"
"No, but they didn't accept it either. It seems we are alone for a while." Explore the genesis of this content at nov@lbin★
"Classic Demonic Human Bureau. Those bastards are always late."
"Stay vigilant," he instructed his companion, his voice low and serious.
The duo cautiously approached the entrance, stepping over the debris scattered around. The shattered windows and scorched walls hinted at the force of the explosion that had occurred.
Once inside, they found the interior in disarray. Tables and chairs were overturned, and the remnants of what used to be a bustling restaurant now lay in ruins.
The air was thick with the aftermath of magical energies, leaving an indelible mark on the surroundings.
"The Demonic Energy is thicker."
It was evident that a fight had occurred in this place, and this time, Demonic Energy seemed to be used.
As they carefully navigated through the remnants of the restaurant, the captain's mana-enhanced eyes caught a glimpse of another casualty lying on the ground.
He immediately realized that this girl was a captive. After all, the handcuffs on her wrists were something he was quite familiar with. It was the handcuffs they used to seal the mana of the Awakened people.
"What the hell..." he muttered under his breath, his senses sharpening as he approached the captive girl. Her green eyes held no light as she looked at the scene emptily, as if she had lost her will to live.
"Miss. Can you hear me?"
"Miss. Can you hear me?" Captain Harlan asked softly, his voice attempting to cut through the heavy silence of the basement.
The captive girl's vacant green eyes met his gaze, but she remained unresponsive as if the horrors she had witnessed had drained the life from her spirit.
Harlan continued his attempts to communicate, asking about her name and what had transpired in the basement.
The traumatized girl remained silent, the weight of her ordeal evident in her distant stare.
It was clear that whatever had transpired in this sinister place had left scars not only on her body but also on her mind.
'This won't go anywhere.'
He realized that asking questions here wouldn't solve anything. The girl first needed to calm down; possibly, a bunch of pills would help.
"Margaretta, let's leave."
Frowning with concern, Captain Harlan gestured to Margaretta, signaling her to prepare for their exit.
The priority now was to bring the captive girl to safety and away from this nightmarish scene. As they carefully untied her from the handcuffs, Harlan reassured her, "You're safe now. We're here to help you."
With a gentle touch, they guided the girl out of the basement, leaving behind the grim remnants of demonic energy and the horrifying acts that had transpired in that dark and hidden corner of the city.
As they emerged from the dimly lit basement, the harsh contrast of the city's ambient light hit them.
"Ah...."
THUD!
And the moment the lights hit, the girl immediately fell to the ground, fainting.
"Careful."
At the last second, Harlan caught the girl, not letting her head hit the ground.
Waiting nearby was an ambulance, its red and white lights casting an eerie glow in the night.
"Quick, take her to the hospital."
"Understood, leave this to us."
The paramedics, aware of the situation, quickly approached to assist the traumatized girl. And after that, they took her to the ambulance.
-WROOM!
As the ambulance doors closed, the vehicle sped away into the night, en route to provide the girl with the medical attention and care she desperately needed.
After that, Captain Harlan swiftly reported the situation to his superiors, detailing the gruesome discoveries in the hidden corner of the city.
The eerie combination of demonic energy, mutilated bodies, and the captive girl painted a disturbing picture of the unfolding events. The response from headquarters was prompt, as they acknowledged the severity of the situation.
Shortly after the report, another communication came through Harlan's device. It was a direct order from his superiors.
[Captain Harlan, you are to ensure the safety and well-being of the captive girl until further notice. Partner her with Margaretta and follow any additional instructions given by the Demonic Human Bureau. This is a priority mission. Over.]
Acknowledging the order, Harlan understood the gravity of the responsibility placed upon him. The captive girl was now a crucial piece of the puzzle, and her safety was of paramount importance.
Turning to Margaretta, he conveyed the instructions, "You're tasked with looking after the girl. Follow the protocols provided by the Bureau. We need to find out what she knows about the incident."
"Understood."
With those words finished, Margaretta reached for the car and drove to the hospital room.
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Chapter 194 Chapter 43.2 - There are things that one can't control
A group of executives and Hunters approached the place where the explosion occurred. It was a small restaurant at one of the back alleys.
The space wasn't that frequently visited and away from the city center, but thanks to the denunciation call, they immediately headed in this direction.
A small crowd had gathered, their faces marked with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Some onlookers whispered among themselves, speculating about what might have caused the explosion.
"Please get away."
The executives immediately called the crowd, covering the area and passing them rapidly. Since it was a possible crime scene, they needed to be ready. Their subordinates were also already in the way, so it wouldn't take too long for them to take control.
"Margaretta. Come with me."
Immediately signaling the officer with him, he slowly made his way towards the scene.
"Roger, captain."
The girl still kept calling him captain, even though he said he didn't want to. But, since the situation was urgent, he decided to let it slide.
They approached the scene. Smoke billowed from the damaged building, twisting and dancing in the air. The acrid scent of burnt materials lingered, assaulting their senses.
The first thing that caught their attention were three lifeless bodies lying on the ground, their limbs sprawled unnaturally.
"What is this?"
The lead executive narrowed his eyes as he examined the scene. The bodies showed signs of a swift and brutal demise, all seemingly felled by a single strike. His eyes concentrated with mana lead the flow.
"Three demon followers. All of them died with only one strike each."
Margaretta interjected as she also looked at the scene.
"Three precise attacks, all of them having the power to one-shot a demon follower."
A sense of unease settled over him, and his hand instinctively moved towards the weapon at his side. The possibility of danger lurking within the restaurant couldn't be dismissed.
After all, if it was one person, then the enemy would be strong. If it was more than one person, their numbers would make them dangerous.
[This is Captain Harlan. We have a situation at a local restaurant. Three demon followers were confirmed deceased. We have yet to investigate further, but it is suspected that there are more demon followers inside. Requesting immediate support from the Demonic Human Bureau. Over.]
A brief moment passed before a response crackled through the communicator.
[Acknowledged, Captain Harlan. Your request for a Demonic Investigation Team is being processed. You may proceed.]
"Tch, bastards. Always coming late." He mumbled as the response came.
"Did they refuse?"
"No, but they didn't accept it either. It seems we are alone for a while." Explore the genesis of this content at nov@lbin★
"Classic Demonic Human Bureau. Those bastards are always late."
"Stay vigilant," he instructed his companion, his voice low and serious.
The duo cautiously approached the entrance, stepping over the debris scattered around. The shattered windows and scorched walls hinted at the force of the explosion that had occurred.
Once inside, they found the interior in disarray. Tables and chairs were overturned, and the remnants of what used to be a bustling restaurant now lay in ruins.
The air was thick with the aftermath of magical energies, leaving an indelible mark on the surroundings.
"The Demonic Energy is thicker."
It was evident that a fight had occurred in this place, and this time, Demonic Energy seemed to be used.
As they carefully navigated through the remnants of the restaurant, the captain's mana-enhanced eyes caught a glimpse of another casualty lying on the ground.
He immediately realized that this girl was a captive. After all, the handcuffs on her wrists were something he was quite familiar with. It was the handcuffs they used to seal the mana of the Awakened people.
"What the hell..." he muttered under his breath, his senses sharpening as he approached the captive girl. Her green eyes held no light as she looked at the scene emptily, as if she had lost her will to live.
"Miss. Can you hear me?"
"Miss. Can you hear me?" Captain Harlan asked softly, his voice attempting to cut through the heavy silence of the basement.
The captive girl's vacant green eyes met his gaze, but she remained unresponsive as if the horrors she had witnessed had drained the life from her spirit.
Harlan continued his attempts to communicate, asking about her name and what had transpired in the basement.
The traumatized girl remained silent, the weight of her ordeal evident in her distant stare.
It was clear that whatever had transpired in this sinister place had left scars not only on her body but also on her mind.
'This won't go anywhere.'
He realized that asking questions here wouldn't solve anything. The girl first needed to calm down; possibly, a bunch of pills would help.
"Margaretta, let's leave."
Frowning with concern, Captain Harlan gestured to Margaretta, signaling her to prepare for their exit.
The priority now was to bring the captive girl to safety and away from this nightmarish scene. As they carefully untied her from the handcuffs, Harlan reassured her, "You're safe now. We're here to help you."
With a gentle touch, they guided the girl out of the basement, leaving behind the grim remnants of demonic energy and the horrifying acts that had transpired in that dark and hidden corner of the city.
As they emerged from the dimly lit basement, the harsh contrast of the city's ambient light hit them.
"Ah...."
THUD!
And the moment the lights hit, the girl immediately fell to the ground, fainting.
"Careful."
At the last second, Harlan caught the girl, not letting her head hit the ground.
Waiting nearby was an ambulance, its red and white lights casting an eerie glow in the night.
"Quick, take her to the hospital."
"Understood, leave this to us."
The paramedics, aware of the situation, quickly approached to assist the traumatized girl. And after that, they took her to the ambulance.
-WROOM!
As the ambulance doors closed, the vehicle sped away into the night, en route to provide the girl with the medical attention and care she desperately needed.
After that, Captain Harlan swiftly reported the situation to his superiors, detailing the gruesome discoveries in the hidden corner of the city.
The eerie combination of demonic energy, mutilated bodies, and the captive girl painted a disturbing picture of the unfolding events. The response from headquarters was prompt, as they acknowledged the severity of the situation.
Shortly after the report, another communication came through Harlan's device. It was a direct order from his superiors.
[Captain Harlan, you are to ensure the safety and well-being of the captive girl until further notice. Partner her with Margaretta and follow any additional instructions given by the Demonic Human Bureau. This is a priority mission. Over.]
Acknowledging the order, Harlan understood the gravity of the responsibility placed upon him. The captive girl was now a crucial piece of the puzzle, and her safety was of paramount importance.
Turning to Margaretta, he conveyed the instructions, "You're tasked with looking after the girl. Follow the protocols provided by the Bureau. We need to find out what she knows about the incident."
"Understood."
With those words finished, Margaretta reached for the car and drove to the hospital room.
Chapter 194 Chapter 43.2 - There are things that one can't control A group of executives and Hunters approached the place where the explosion occurred. It was a small restaurant at one of the back alleys. The space wasn't that frequently visited and away from the city center, but thanks to the denunciation call, they immediately headed in this direction. A small crowd had gathered, their faces marked with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Some onlookers whispered among themselves, speculating about what might have caused the explosion. "Please get away." The executives immediately called the crowd, covering the area and passing them rapidly. Since it was a possible crime scene, they needed to be ready. Their subordinates were also already in the way, so it wouldn't take too long for them to take control. "Margaretta. Come with me." Immediately signaling the officer with him, he slowly made his way towards the scene. "Roger, captain." The girl still kept calling him captain, even though he said he didn't want to. But, since the situation was urgent, he decided to let it slide. They approached the scene. Smoke billowed from the damaged building, twisting and dancing in the air. The acrid scent of burnt materials lingered, assaulting their senses. The first thing that caught their attention were three lifeless bodies lying on the ground, their limbs sprawled unnaturally. "What is this?" The lead executive narrowed his eyes as he examined the scene. The bodies showed signs of a swift and brutal demise, all seemingly felled by a single strike. His eyes concentrated with mana lead the flow. "Three demon followers. All of them died with only one strike each." Margaretta interjected as she also looked at the scene. "Three precise attacks, all of them having the power to one-shot a demon follower." A sense of unease settled over him, and his hand instinctively moved towards the weapon at his side. The possibility of danger lurking within the restaurant couldn't be dismissed. After all, if it was one person, then the enemy would be strong. If it was more than one person, their numbers would make them dangerous. This is Captain Harlan. We have a situation at a local restaurant. Three demon followers were confirmed deceased. We have yet to investigate further, but it is suspected that there are more demon followers inside. Requesting immediate support from the Demonic Human Bureau. Over. A brief moment passed before a response crackled through the communicator. Acknowledged, Captain Harlan. Your request for a Demonic Investigation Team is being processed. You may proceed. "Tch, bastards. Always coming late." He mumbled as the response came. "Did they refuse?" "No, but they didn't accept it either. It seems we are alone for a while." Explore the genesis of this content at nov@lbin"Classic Demonic Human Bureau. Those bastards are always late." "Stay vigilant," he instructed his companion, his voice low and serious. The duo cautiously approached the entrance, stepping over the debris scattered around. The shattered windows and scorched walls hinted at the force of the explosion that had occurred. Once inside, they found the interior in disarray. Tables and chairs were overturned, and the remnants of what used to be a bustling restaurant now lay in ruins. The air was thick with the aftermath of magical energies, leaving an indelible mark on the surroundings. "The Demonic Energy is thicker." It was evident that a fight had occurred in this place, and this time, Demonic Energy seemed to be used. As they carefully navigated through the remnants of the restaurant, the captain's mana-enhanced eyes caught a glimpse of another casualty lying on the ground. He immediately realized that this girl was a captive. After all, the handcuffs on her wrists were something he was quite familiar with. It was the handcuffs they used to seal the mana of the Awakened people. "What the hell..." he muttered under his breath, his senses sharpening as he approached the captive girl. Her green eyes held no light as she looked at the scene emptily, as if she had lost her will to live. "Miss. Can you hear me?" "Miss. Can you hear me?" Captain Harlan asked softly, his voice attempting to cut through the heavy silence of the basement. The captive girl's vacant green eyes met his gaze, but she remained unresponsive as if the horrors she had witnessed had drained the life from her spirit. Harlan continued his attempts to communicate, asking about her name and what had transpired in the basement. The traumatized girl remained silent, the weight of her ordeal evident in her distant stare. It was clear that whatever had transpired in this sinister place had left scars not only on her body but also on her mind. 'This won't go anywhere.' He realized that asking questions here wouldn't solve anything. The girl first needed to calm down; possibly, a bunch of pills would help. "Margaretta, let's leave." Frowning with concern, Captain Harlan gestured to Margaretta, signaling her to prepare for their exit. The priority now was to bring the captive girl to safety and away from this nightmarish scene. As they carefully untied her from the handcuffs, Harlan reassured her, "You're safe now. We're here to help you." With a gentle touch, they guided the girl out of the basement, leaving behind the grim remnants of demonic energy and the horrifying acts that had transpired in that dark and hidden corner of the city. As they emerged from the dimly lit basement, the harsh contrast of the city's ambient light hit them. "Ah...." THUD! And the moment the lights hit, the girl immediately fell to the ground, fainting. "Careful." At the last second, Harlan caught the girl, not letting her head hit the ground. Waiting nearby was an ambulance, its red and white lights casting an eerie glow in the night. "Quick, take her to the hospital." "Understood, leave this to us." The paramedics, aware of the situation, quickly approached to assist the traumatized girl. And after that, they took her to the ambulance. -WROOM! As the ambulance doors closed, the vehicle sped away into the night, en route to provide the girl with the medical attention and care she desperately needed. After that, Captain Harlan swiftly reported the situation to his superiors, detailing the gruesome discoveries in the hidden corner of the city. The eerie combination of demonic energy, mutilated bodies, and the captive girl painted a disturbing picture of the unfolding events. The response from headquarters was prompt, as they acknowledged the severity of the situation. Shortly after the report, another communication came through Harlan's device. It was a direct order from his superiors. Captain Harlan, you are to ensure the safety and well-being of the captive girl until further notice. Partner her with Margaretta and follow any additional instructions given by the Demonic Human Bureau. This is a priority mission. Over. Acknowledging the order, Harlan understood the gravity of the responsibility placed upon him. The captive girl was now a crucial piece of the puzzle, and her safety was of paramount importance. Turning to Margaretta, he conveyed the instructions, "You're tasked with looking after the girl. Follow the protocols provided by the Bureau. We need to find out what she knows about the incident." "Understood." With those words finished, Margaretta reached for the car and drove to the hospital room.
