61 Tense Meeting (1/2)

There is a reason why he wanted to follow in secret and the very reason for his sneaky trailing just became apparent after a group of people appeared in his view.

'Bingo!' Aster remarked in his mind as he saw another entourage that greeted Alcor in a hurry. He reigned his killing intent that motivated the snotty youth during his panic run. With another blink, he found a spot on top of an establishment to not be seen and noticed while he toggles his senses to spy at them from afar.

”Little brother!” Another man led the entourage with a bit of a higher quantity in terms of servants. Aster never really cared to remember his face but he was sure that the siblings are not much different in looks. They even had the same long and well-maintained hair.

The man rushed towards his younger brother before he could experience another face planting fall.

Given the positioning and distance, Aster can't tell much about Alcor's current look but it was safe to assume that the guy's face or more specifically, his nose would be badly mutilated from all of its continuous abuse.

”What are you fools dawdling around for?! Move and help!” The man yelled from seeing the stationary state of his servants. They functioned in haste as they tried to remedy the situation but they had no background in first aid and stuff, so it was pretty much futile.

The best they could do was help Alcor stand up and wipe something on his face like the dirt and unwanted snots and blood. They could also do another safety carry with their little young master being handled to their home with a stretcher like configuration of their hands but eventually decided against it because they might just die.

Alcor is characteristically short-fused and did not want shame to be connected to him. The poor servants can pretty much imagine Alcor sending them into punishment from having to parade him in the road like some frail princess. Even though they are helping him, they would just be killed to ease his shame.

Their worries were put to naught from hearing Alcor mumble in slight gibberish with the occasional stutter. ”Big... nhna... help... mhme! I... dunn... wamma... daai...!”

A servant on the sidelines acting like a freaking genius and reported to his direct superior. ”Young Master Velnor, the little young master is mentally unstable right now and he needs medical attention. I can't be perfectly clear on his words but I can tell that he is afraid.”

It was just a narration of the obvious that the one called Velnor slapped the pretentious servant and yelled. ”Idiot! Do you think I am dumb and blind to not know what is happening?”

”Carry him home and we will get to the bottom of this after his situation stabilizes.” The man was not as impulsive as his little brother and wanted to regroup with his family. He clenched his fist and thought in anger. 'Whoever did this is either dumb or powerful but whatever the case, that person must have to pay!'

He did not even stop to think and question about his younger brother's servants and the hired thugs that were a part of the plan. They were expendables and the safety of his younger brother takes priority.

The servants eventually resorted to the stretcher carry and hoped that Alcor won't remember their names and faces. Some of them even hoped for the worst and wanted the youth to turn into a vegetable with dumbed-down reasonings.

Aster continued on with his snooping for quite some time and more or less realized their route from his higher perspective. The servants were extra careful with their movements and it just lengthened the duration of their rescue operation.

Taking this chance, Aster found a circular gate with the engraved words on the upper portion that read the surname Dren. Just ahead of the gate is a huge mansion that should be the stop point for the entourage.

This was the upper-class neighborhood in the city and the mansion was more or less blending along with all the other luxury suites and establishments around. Even his newly-bought luxury house was a bit lacking in comparison to them.

'Hmm... no formations and whatnot! Time to listen in if they are just as sinister as Alcor.' After a while of sending out decoy mana and noticing no adverse reaction, Aster did a quick succession from the high point where he is currently standing on and into a secluded region inside of their gates.

The guards on the gate found nothing much different because of the strategic way that Aster used his Space Skip. The guards were also less attentive because it would only be a seldom chance that troublemakers would rumble in their streets.

Aster was not trained in infiltration but his senses and adaptability allowed him to maneuver through a multitude of other servants and residents that could pretty much alert the whole establishment if he was seen.

It helped along with how technological advancements such as surveillance cameras were not applied in the mansion.

With careful deliberation and judgment, he eventually arrived in an important room that would answer the question of whether he should be lenient on the Dren family or not.

He registered signatures of people sitting around in a meeting room for the Dren family.

With another Space Skip, he utilized the flawed engineering of the house and listened in from the hollow of the ceiling.