Chapter 106: Mysterious Leaver of Clues (1/2)

In a Coffee Shop known as the Captivating Fragrance Coffee Shop. A group of four people could be seen standing around a wooden table. An ordinary notebook was spread open on top of that table.

Then, a sturdy hand reached out to that notebook and flipped it open.

As the pages unfurled, rows of words appeared faintly on the surface of the notebook which elicited a variety of responses from the four people.

”This is confusing...”

Ashlynn, the sole woman employee of this Coffee Shop scratched her head in frustration.

”James, lock the doors for now. We'll analyze this info together.” Ron Samuel, the supervisor of the Coffee Shop ordered and James firmly nodded his head. He walked towards the front doors and flipped the plaque that said, ”Open” to ”Close”.

”Is that really necessary? Who would come and visit our Coffee Shop when our prices are too much. We can just keep our business as open as we speak.” Ashlynn lightly chuckled.

To be honest, she liked coffee and she was the reason why the Ashmelion used a Coffee Shop as the front of their business.

Ron Samuel turned to look at him and said, ”Don't be so fussy. You already know why we're doing that...”

Ashlynn nodded her head and let out a sigh.

Bruce glanced at the others and felt inexplicably proud. In the past few days, he had detected nine unknown mana signatures on the locations written on the surface of the notebook.

He gathered this intel without telling the others so that he could have as much credit as he possibly could and advance through the ranks of the Cavaliers.

The Cavaliers had a ranking system.

Bruce was a Soldier, as well as the others, while Ron Samuel was a Knight. The difference between a Soldier and a Knight could be compared to the difference between heaven and earth. Bruce didn't hope to defeat and surpass the Captain, but he wanted to be the Vice-Captain.

Ashmelion's Branch of Cavaliers only had a Captain, but not a Vice-Captain.

Bruce didn't know the reason why, but for some reason. Within the past half a decade, this city's branch of Cavaliers never had a Vice-Captain. When Bruce discovered this fact, he thought that this was his chance to rise up through the ranks and overlook the world at the summit.

Feeling good about the success of his plans, Bruce stuck his chest and chin, looking proud of his achievements.

”Why did you not report your findings to us as soon as possible?”

Ron Samuel raised his head and stared coldly at Bruce.

”Uh...” Bruce abruptly froze.

One moment he was high up the clouds, and at the very next moment...

He arrived at the boiler room of hell.

”I apologize, Captain. I thought that the clues were insufficient and not worthy of our investigation so I didn't report the initial findings to you hoping that I can gather more clues enough for it to be worthy of our investigations...”

”But rest assured Captain, I think these amount of clues should be enough for us to investigate it.”

Bruce replied.

”You're not even apologetic...” Ron Samuel let out a sigh.

James Branzuela glared at Bruce and said, ”We will pardon you for now since this is your first mission after coming here to Ashmelion...”

”But the next time you ignore our standard operating procedure of reporting each and every clue discovered to the home base, then you will be punished based on the Cavalier's Way.”

Bruce immediately paled hearing James's words.

He thought that he had done nothing wrong, but James's words made him realize how foolish he was. The rules of the Cavaliers must never be ignored.

Ron Samuel and James Branzuela were kind enough to give him amnesty, but the next time this happened...

Bruce reckoned that the two would personally destroy his Origin.

The Cavalier's Way of dealing with rule violators involved the indiscriminate destruction of their Origin. Once a Predator's Origin was destroyed, they would more or less be crippled and be bedridden for life.

Thud!

Bruce's knees crashed onto the ground as he banged his head onto the ground and cried out...

”Captain! I apologize! Please forgive me!”

Ron Samuel glanced at him for a moment, ”Accepted. Stand up.”