Chapter 207 - A Fake (1/2)

(Jane's PoV)

The most popular thing in City Y was the way the people attached the importance of culture and customs in every spot in City Y. As the city with the densest sense of culture, City Y held many historical and cultural spots that could attract the attention of every tourist.

All they knew that it was a ruin left by our ancestors. It represented the history and the culture of Indonesia. They only knew that it had no function as we spoke other than being a historical ruin for tourism spot.

Little did they know those ancient buildings were there to represent the main city for mystical army assembly in Indonesia. Other countries had one on each of their lands. For example, England had Stonehenge and Egypt had pyramids.

Since the meeting was held in Indonesia, of course, City Y would host the meeting. The reason why it was being held in Indonesia was because two out of ten mystical armies had Indonesians as their master. Therefore, those other countries decided that they would hold it in Indonesia.

What a one sided decision! I didn't even have a chance to refuse this troublesome meeting.

After landing in the City Y, we went to find an inn. However, before we could enter the inn, someone had come and invited us to stay in a villa. Since it was free and the man who came to talk to us talked politely, I thought it would be rude to reject his invitation. Not to mention he knew about my identity as Master of White Army.

Apparently, the invitation came from the King. Yes, he was the one who would be responsible for all of the cultures in City Y. If my father was a hidden King, this man, however, was known all over the place.

After we had taken care of our belongings in the villa, I ordered Siji to bring out the man we captured in the airport.

Back in the airport…

It was a man in his thirties. His tanned face looked particularly cruel combined with his moustache and sharp eyes. There were wrinkles on his forehead, a sign that he frowned a lot. He looked more like a villain than a kind person, I said to myself when my heart told me to be positive thinking, not to judge a book by its cover.

However, the reality told otherwise.

The startled expression on his face disappeared a second after he was dragged into the other dimension by me. The next second, his claws were aimed at me in a deadly clutch. His eyes reflected his cruel intention towards me.

He really wanted to harm me.

However, old man, you were so wrong about me. The 'me' a year ago might be caught by your deadly clutch and probably would have lost my life in a move. But, old man, I was trained by a devil instructor and a real devil. Your move was just so-so in my eyes.

The moves that Siji taught for me really suited my taste. I hated moving around too much in martial arts so he made me learn the one that didn't require many movements. He said he believed I could master this type of lazy martial arts because I possessed great amount of spiritual power and able to manipulate it for my own benefits.

And he was right.

It was a badass type of self-defense. However, it was also a scary type of offensive style.

Without moving from where I was standing at, I slapped his claws away from me with a frown on my face. The man looked startled with how easy I stopped his move. But he kept attacking me afterwards.

He seemed to forget that I was still holding back his clothes which restricting his movement. Even with one hand, I still managed to dodge and smacked his hands.

In the end, I caught his hand and twisted it behind his back. My power locked his so that he couldn't use his clutch for now. I looked down and found out that the battle downstairs had finished as well. Those men had disappeared, and Tom and Sanji had returned to their seat.

Because our plane was going to take off as soon as possible, I asked Siji to take a look of that man and moved him into my house in the other dimension.

Back to present...

Crossing my arms across my chest, I looked down upon the man who was sitting not too far from us. I didn't know what Siji had done to him, but he looked docile at this moment.

”Who sent you?” I asked coldly.

The man shuddered, as if he was woken up by my voice. Malice returned to his eyes as he stared at me.

I arched my eyebrows and leaned forwards. This was not going to be easy.

”Who is your Master? I'm pretty sure your Master didn't know you used the army to attack me. Are you seeking death?” Flicking my finger slightly, the man hissed in pain as the power restriction around his hands gripped his hands tightly and pulled the man's arms up until his shoulders were threatened to be dislocated.

”Jane, leave it to us. Just sit there and watch.” Tom put his hand on my shoulder. A smirk appeared on his face as he kept staring at the man.

I watched as both Sanji and Tom approached the man and asked him several questions. Whenever he refused to answer, a wail of pain would be heard in the villa. Tom was using his chain of lava to bind the man's body. Sanji, on the other hand, made his sharp strings floating around the man.

Refuse to answer the question? Fine, then the chain of lava would flare up and leave a sophisticated pattern of burn on his tanned skin. As if burn wounds didn't enough, hundreds thin strings around the man would turn into a super thin set of acupuncture needle.