Chapter 130: Mystical Artifacts (2/2)

She returned to the old house in the Northern Borough...

Why did she do that?!

Didn't she know how dangerous the Northern Borough is for her when we've offended the Yellow River Gang?

Fucking hell...

Calvin inwardly cursed.

He couldn't help but criticize Charlotte for her actions.

But as he did so, he suddenly remembered about the existence of a certain medallion that they seemed to have forgotten to take with them from the old house.

The Medallion of a Crow Within the Sun!

So she went to the Northern Borough to take it?

Why didn't she wait for me?

Why did she have to go there alone?

I don't understand...

Calvin gnashed his teeth, but he knew that there was no time to waste.

Handing over a can of ice cream to Cecilia. He coaxed the little girl that he would go out for a while to fetch Charlotte from the old house. Surprisingly, she was obedient. But it could be because of the can of ice cream that she had already opened and was already eating with gusto.

Calvin took one final glance at Cecilia before he went out of the inn.

He could only wish and pray that nothing bad had happened to Charlotte at this moment, or else he wouldn't know what to do!

The night was rowdy at the Northern Borough for some reason.

Dozens of people were gathered around holding signboards raised up into the air. Calvin paid them a glance and discovered that they seemed to be protesting against something.

[Stop violent demolition!]

[I've sacrificed my heart and soul for the land and its people - Jose Yang]

[Relocation first! Second, demolition!]

The words carved in expressive calligraphy made Calvin understand what was happening.

Although he pitied these residents of the Northern Borough. There was nothing that he could do nor he could spend any time doing something for these people. He needed to save Charlotte first before anything else.

Running past the protesters, Calvin continued on his journey to Hampaslupa Street. He ran and shoved anyone that dared to stand his way. Those that wanted to express their complaint faltered upon seeing the hardened look on his face. He was unstoppable.

If a general blocked his way, he would kill that general, if a devil blocked him, he would kill that devil! Even if a god stood in his way, Calvin would still kill him!

Time was of the essence and must not be wasted.

Calvin arrived at the small hut that was their previous house and discovered that it was a mess.

The wooden bunk bed had been crushed into smithereens, the utensils and even the wooden stools, as well as the table, weren't spared.

A frown appeared on Calvin's face and he knelt onto the ground, ”Footsteps are fresh... must've left a few minutes to half an hour ago...”

He mused before walking over to the destroyed bunk bed, ”The destruction started here from the bed frame and the epicenter of the attack expands into a circular shape... A blunt weapon... A hammer?”

He searched around the bunk bed for a while and then discovered that there was something beneath the bed. No, it wasn't a thing— it wasn't an object. It was someone whom Calvin was familiar with. It was Grandma Elsa!

”No...” Calvin squeezed a word out of his trembling throat. He dragged the person underneath the shattered bunk bed and confirmed that she was indeed Grandma Elsa! The kind old lady who helped Charlotte with raising up Charlotte in the past few years was now dead!

Even in death, there was no sorrow on her face.

Instead, there was this defiant look that disdained to give any answers.

Calvin reckoned from the state of her body that even as she was being tortured by those that did all of these to her, she refused to give them what they needed.

That was the only reason why her suffering lasted for so long. She didn't give the perpetrators the answer they needed, she didn't sell out Charlotte to those bastards.

”Requiescat in pace...”

Calvin stretched his hand out and closed the eyes of the kind lady.

He then took a blanket and covered her body with it before he deliberately left his contact info in an unassuming note mixed within the rubble and mess in the room. This way, the investigators wouldn't find it strange that his contact info was present.

He then stood up and walked out of the hut with a stoic expression on his face.

A few minutes after his disappearance.

Two figures appeared in front of the small hut. After they made sure that no one was looking at them, they entered the room and discovered that the room was in shambles.

”What happened here? Did he cause all of these?” Bruce asked with a grim face.

Ashlynn shook her head, ”If he was the one that did all of these, then we would've known it...”

”After all, we're so close and with our Predator senses, it wouldn't be that hard for us to notice if there was some struggle going on inside the house. I wonder just who did all of these? It's obvious that the person in question has a heavy grudge against our newbie...”

”I mean, they didn't even bother to erase their presence. That's a sign that they didn't care if someone discovers whatever they are doing....”

”Wait, does that mean...” Bruce suddenly had an enlightened look on his face.

”That's right...” Ashlynn let out a smile, ”The people who've done all of these doesn't care if the authorities discovered them. In Ashmelion, other than the judiciaries, who else can force the law to turn a blind eye to their actions through the use of bribes and their influence?”

”The Quads!”

”Yes, the Quads... If they've messed with someone unrelated to us, then no one would definitely pay attention to the crime that they committed. Unfortunately, they've touched one of us and they are out of luck for doing that...” Ashlynn shook her head and let out an assured smile.

”Are we going to make a move? Can we even take down the Quads?”

”Did you really think that it's that easy to take down the Quads?”

”It's not that the Judiciaries does not want these parasites gone, but in order to crush them all, we need to know where they are! If we do not even know where they are, then talking about crushing them is useless...” Ashlynn patiently explained.

Bruce may be a senior to Calvin, but he was still a newbie for Ashlynn.

She didn't blow off her top when he asked these questions. Instead, she explained and acted like a prim and proper senior. Bruce couldn't help but feel weird. Was Ashlynn really this kind? Then, what about the annoying Ashlynn that I've known in the coffee shop?

Was that nothing but a mere facade?

Bruce felt a shiver down his spine and he couldn't help but think that women were indeed scary.

Similar to what was depicted in the books of the founder of the Joselian Kingdom. The Hard-to-Understand Heart of Women. Jose Yang was indeed right! Women do have four sides!

In short, they have four facades!

This prim and proper senior acting should be one of her facades...

Then, what about the other two?

Bruce surreptitiously glanced at Ashlynn, but he didn't say anything.

The two of them inspected the room, careful not to touch anything so they won't disturb the place.

”What is this?

Hidden underneath the rubble was a rectangular object covered in blankets and clothes. Bruce walked forward and curiously opened the sheet only to get a shock of his life. Beneath the covers was a corpse! It was the cadaver of an old woman!