Chapter 221: Purer Than Nature (1/2)

It was now an hour before high noon.

Calvin had just finished packing his luggage for the three-month-long exodus.

Staring at the clothes that he had prepared for his brand new life, Calvin couldn't help but inwardly comment.

How troublesome...

Furrowing his eyebrows, he had thought for sure that he would be able to use the concept of nepotism to directly become a police officer.

But sadly, he had forgotten that the Ashmelion Police Department might be under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice—being a member of the Department of Justice's Special Corps Division still wouldn't give him any tangible benefits.

First of all, the Cavaliers were currently under a lot of flak at this moment.

In fact, the Headquarters of the Cavaliers in Laguna even criticized Ron Samuel for what he had done.

Fortunately, those in the top brass didn't actually care that much about what was going on in a rural region like the City of Ashmelion.

But Calvin was convinced that even the tiger would run out of patience against an ant.

If the Cavaliers tried to push the envelope even further, then they would definitely be severely punished.

This was why Martin didn't allow Calvin to use his identity as a member of the Department of Justice's Special Corps Division...

It can't be helped...

At least, if I don't use that identity then people might not think of me as someone that's too suspicious. After all, I am applying to become an auxiliary police officer with the identity of a commoner and a regular recommendation from the Department of Justice.

No matter what, the primary goal is to find and kill that bastard. Only by killing him would I be able to free Stephanie from her resentment and only with that bastard's death would the Yellow River Gang's influence in the City of Ashmelion truly disappear.

Calvin made a decision in his heart.

Carrying his luggage with him down to the first floor of the coffee shop, Charlotte and the young lass greeted him right outside the door.

”Daddy, will you be gone for long?” Cecilia was downcast. The young lass was obviously unhappy that Calvin would go away once more.

”Yes, your daddy here needs to work to make a living. How else can I spoil my young lass to the limits if I do not work hard?”

Calvin coaxed the child and rubbed the crown of her head.

”Dear, please take extra care on the road. I've heard on the news that there are a lot of thieves lately around the outskirts of Ashmelion. It's said that they are from the Quads!” Charlotte warned severely.

The look on her face was grave.

Obviously, she was still very afraid of what had happened to her back then in the hands of the Yellow River Gang.

”Charlotte, you don't have to worry... I'm somewhat capable myself, and if I am not able to fight... Do you think I won't run?” Calvin winked.

”Still, I'm worried...”

”It's fine, it's fine...” Calvin also rubbed the crown of Charlotte's head and reassured, ”I'll be back once I'm done with everything. Stay here and wait for me.”

”Okay...” Seeing the determined look on Calvin's face, Charlotte knew that if she insisted—it would be a grave insult against Calvin's resolve.

In the end, she could do nothing other than stare at Calvin's back as he disappeared in the distance.

”Mommy?” Cecilia stared at Charlotte and she noticed that a greenish light seemed to have filled Charlotte's eyes.

What's more, her ears turned visibly pointy as a sweet smile plastered on her face, ”May the will of the Goddess of Prosperity and Gold be with you, my dear Calvin...”

As Cecilia was staring at this scene in confusion, unbeknownst to her—the same greenish light also existed within her own bright eyes.

Only it was exponentially purer than Charlotte's...

...

The air above Ashmelion had always been disgusting due to the smog.

But there was something far worse than the smell of sewage in the late morning.

It was the scorching heat of the sun...

Calvin's body might've been strengthened after he became a predator, but it didn't mean that he was now immune to the heat of the sun.

The carriage-taxi that had a route to the 3rd District of the Southern Borough was located at the terminal behind the wet market.

In short, since he was from the Center Borough. He still needed to cross the Yang Bridge and walk a few kilometers to reach his destination.

Of course, Calvin could've just flagged down a carriage-taxi and go directly to the 3rd District.

But Calvin refused to do so.

Why?

Was it because he had no money?

Of course, not!

It was because the drivers around the area were shameless!

They wanted five joselian pesos which were a week's worth of wage for the poorest of the poor in the Northern Borough.