Chapter 73: Different parts of himself (1/2)

'Hmmm….,' a sound came out from Jake's mouth.

His unclear double-colored eyes became more focused as he came out of his spontaneous meditation state.

'It has been five hours,' recounted Jake.

Five hours ago, he took the medicine he found in the masked men's spatial ring, and waited for it to take effect. Now, five hours later, Jake could feel the drug had done the best it could so.

He stood up, and despite still limping, it was enough for him. Walking in a circle, he tried to get the feel of walking again.

Seeing success, Jake smiled, 'That should be all.'

He picked up the corpses of the masked men and kept them in the spatial, along with another other thing that wasn't supposed to be here.

This was done to prevent anyone from finding out what had occured down here.

Now, the only problem he had was his clothes. They were all bloody and torn.

He would have liked to change it, but his other clothes were in his room, and that was the exact problem.

He would have to walk out of the tunnel and pass multiple rooms to get to his room, evidently someone would notice.

His only comfort was that, judging by his body clock, it was the first hour of the day, and most people would be sleeping by now and wouldn't notice me.

He took a look back as he walked to the start of the tunnel.

He ruminated, 'Why is there a tunnel here? What purpose did it serve?'

The existence of a tunnel beneath his feet was extremely interesting and fun for someone like Jake, who was chaotic and curious.

However, it was at times like this his brain decides what's best.

For minutes, Jake thought about the implications of dark spider looming over the witching hours of the Capital.

No matter how he tried to deny it, their actions which are most likely to be harmful will effect him, one way or the other.

If this group cannot stay in the light, then they have a reason to avoid it, and it must mean their search is not generally or legally acceptable!

Which might also mean it is not at the best interest of the people!

Yet, some nobles are involved with this movement.

With a sigh, Jake laid down everything and decided, 'I will not investigate. If their footmen could cause me so much trouble, then what about their higher echelon. However, i will investigate the existence of the tunnel when i visit the library tomorrow.'

After giving his last look, he climbed the ladder leading to the ground floor.

Giving his current status, it wasn't easy an some of his healed muscles tore again, but he made it to the top rung of the ladder.

He placed his palm on the floor board that was used to cover the hole, trying to feel any vibration.

Not finding any, he smiled as the coast was clear and pushed aside the cover board.

He used his strength to climb out of the tunnel and instantly sniffed the fresh air of ground level.

Jake walked out of the room, paying attention to his surrounding.

He noticed a figure moving closer to his direction, by the time they were within a close proximity, he could identify the figure.

It was one of the teens.

The teenager looked at him skeptically. He noticed the blood on Jake's clothes and wanted to ask, but stopped as he was intimidated by Jake's cold eyes.

Among the teenagers, Jake had become an outcast of his own doing. He had distanced himself from everyone and they could all feel it. Yet, he wasn't the only one, there were also a few who followed in his footsteps.

This didn't cause any trouble as there are always people like that. People who didn't mix along well.

However, Jake was the most noticeable among this group. Part of it was due to his strength with was evident from his qualification for the final competiton stage.

Another part of it was due to his unique looks and cold bearing, the perfect makeup of a handsome young male.

The teenager could not stand Jake's stare. He felt like they were judging him, marking him as useless and irrelevant to the natural order of life.

He looked sideways and ignored Jake as he increased his pace and left.

Jake smiled noticing this occurrence.

Contrary to what the teenager might have believed, Jake wasn't deliberately intimidating him.