Chapter 267: Good Night Sleep... (1/2)

”We know who you are… Don't be scared, we just want to talk to you… There's a lot we need to discuss about things that you don't even know about yourself…”

Moby's eyes grew wide, tightly clenching the paper as he found it difficult to continue reading…

Did they figure him out? If so then how? Do they know he's a demon? If so then for how long? What do they know about him that he doesn't? Does this somehow have to do with his parents?

At this point, he had absolutely no idea in his mind that had been in turmoil for too long now.

He was completely trapped with no escape. For all he knew, he might have some military spies on him all the time now. Escaping Earth was almost impossible. But even if he could, where would he go? Join the shalkers that he so adamantly hated? Get lucky to find some random habitable planet out of millions that could not sustain any life?

'Read the rest of the paper!'

He heard a soothing voice in his head, trying to calm him down.

'Avilia?'

If he thought anyone would be distraught at such news, it would probably be Avilia, but she seemed to be completely calm and composed.

'Don't worry and don't act too rashly, even if they did figure you out, depending on what they know they will just value you more or something. After all, they did just give you a medal and good publicity instead of keeping your identity a secret and taking you out. If they out you as a demon to the public or kill you it wouldn't be too good for them. So, as long as they don't leak your identity to the rest of the cosmos then you should be fine. But, that is the worst scenario. This might just have to do with your parents, maybe they aren't who you thought they were… I mean, anyone that can control demon energy is definitely not normal. Oh! And I haven't sensed any spies near you at any point today, so I think you should be fine there too,'

Avilia's words did indeed calm Moby down and hardened his sweating soul as he took a deep breath and continued reading.

”On behalf of the entire worldwide military, we would like to bestow upon you one of the highest honours: The Adamantite Medal of Bravery for your incredible self-sacrifice…”

The rest of the letter read as he expected, praising him for his actions and complimenting him in the usual way.

However, what once again caught his attention was the last part of the letter that read:

”We would like to meet you in the country Z main military bureau on December 18th once we have sorted out everything with the shalkers. We expect to see you then Kane! Young hero!

Signed, Supreme General Cade on behalf of the entire military,”

Moby let the paper fall on his lap, before it and the medal was stored in his inventory as he fell down on his bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

There was literally nothing he could do, unless of course, he was able to overthrow the entire military in the coming weeks before he was called upon, something completely impossible.

For now, all he could do was leave his fate to destiny and see where that would lead him…

Hopefully one step closer to finding the truth about his parents…

'Hey, nice to see that you're not too bumped out! Are you gonna share this with Jayden?'

He heard a small chuckle in his head, making him inwardly smile.

'No, I bet this stuff is meant to be top secret since they went through all the trouble of keeping it locked. Plus, I don't really want to worry her because she might start begging her father to do the impossible again…'

'Hmmm, I see, anyways! I think you wanted to talk to me about something right?'

'Yeah, a few things,' Moby inwardly nodded.

'Firstly, explain ”mute” to me,'

'Oh! That's just a simple mute spell, I wasn't really able to cast any other more powerful spells since your body is so weak and your energy reserves are so low. Pretty much, it is simply a move that blocks the target from any sort of communication. The more they try and have the urge to talk or yell, the stronger the spell will become. If you know about the spell and how it works, it's fairly easy to break, just the simple matter of clearing your mind. But, I'm sure that's not the case for him. With him being constantly tortured, I'm sure he really wants to talk. And, if he gave up hope on talking ever again, he might not even try to talk to break the spell. Pretty much, I doubt he'll be talking again anytime soon so don't worry about him. And, with the military torture, I'm sure he's suffering a fate far worse than death…'

Avilia took a pause before she continued.