Chapter 198: The Fuse (1/2)

Chapter 198: The Fuse

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yikes, wasn't that the female card artisan from that day? Howie was paying rapt attention. Even though the girl had been completely covered by the orange energy cloak, his eyesight was good; he could still see what she looked like. He remembered very clearly the surprise he had felt at the time. For a female card artisan to have such power wasn't common.

Butchie had changed into more casual attire that day, though Howie had still been able to recognize her at a glance. What kind of person was she? The crowd had attracted his attention. They were all on alert, and it was clear they were all wearing battle-style apparatuses. Among their behaviors could be seen signs of discipline. He was inwardly shocked that so many card artisans would suddenly come to Pomelo. What was really going on? Could it have something to do with what he was just in the middle of?

His gaze then fell onto the card artisan wearing a half mask, who was the leader. The female card artisan seemed to be rather respectful toward him, showing a kind of respect Howie was very familiar with. It was about the same as he was toward the chief uncle. Howie surmised the power of the masked man would be impressive. The other card artisans were no slouches themselves.

Hugo suddenly tilted his head, letting his gaze fall onto a street corner not far away.

”Do you know that man, Butchie?” Hugo asked.

”Which one?” Butchie thought it strange.

”That man wearing the white dress suit, about 20-something and looking rather refined.” Hugo was spitting out the words rapidly, though his piercing voice was hard to take.

But, Butchie was used to it. She took a look and shook her head. ”I don't know him. What's up?”

Hugo groaned, and a chill settled on his face as he made a slight sign to the two beside him. The two card artisans immediately understood and pushed the pedestrians apart, walking over to the youth who was wearing the white dress suit.

Butchie's face shifted. ”Am I being followed?”

Hugo laughed lightly, and his voice became still more screechy. ”I don't think so, but he was just staring at you as though he knew you.”

”That can't be! I definitely don't recognize him.” Butchie shook her head while she couldn't help her admiration for Hugo. They were about 50 meters from the white-suited man, and there was a street with incessant pedestrians intervening. It really felt inconceivable that Big Brother Hugo could still discern something odd about that person in such a situation.

”Don't fret. We'll find out in a bit,” Hugo said placidly.

Once Howie saw the two stalwarts walking toward him, he immediately knew things had gone bad. He'd thought he was sufficiently concealed, not that he would be found out at a glance by the adversary. Such acuity was too frightening! Howie became inwardly fretful, and without any hesitation he turned around to run. The masked man would certainly be more powerful than him.

He opened his communications card while he was running, while the two stalwarts behind him became more certain he was a problem as soon as they saw him run. The two looked at one another and simultaneously activated their jet stream cards, going at him with murderous intent.

”Damn!” Howie activated his own jet stream card while his expression transformed. He rose up into the air, unable to determine his direction while gathering speed pell-mell. To shake those two would be his best choice, and while he was pushing his jet stream card to its top speed, he was calling the chief uncle.

After a few seconds, the chief uncle finally opened his communications card.

”What's up?” The chief uncle's face appeared on the screen, and Howie couldn't help but want to kiss him just then.

”Chief Uncle, Chief Uncle!” Howie wasn't paying much attention to how gracefully he flew while he was nearly crying out, ”Come and save me now!”

He then quickly described what he'd seen. The more the chief uncle heard, the more serious his expression became until he said very directly, ”First lead them someplace, and we'll get there. Announce your position at the right time.” Once the voice fell, Howie heard the chief uncle calling to a group of people.

Howie heaved a sigh of relief. While he wasn't entirely powerless, he didn't have a lot of real battle experience. With Hugo having shaken him up from the get-go, and then to chase him with those two ferocious looking, fiendish card artisans, he had gone into a panic. Hearing what the chief uncle just said quieted his mind.

Once he was calm, his actions become a lot smoother, and his flight speed increased. The actions he'd practiced daily made his movements more accomplished. By then he was no longer in a hurry to lose the two but had started to rhythmically draw them in until the chief uncle could come to rescue him. He kept his communications with the chief uncle open about the route they were taking in flight.

The two behind him could quickly discern Howie's power. While they had a lot more battle power than Howie, they realized the two of them alone had no way to capture their adversary. To be able to match their strength, he couldn't be anyone ordinary. The possibility he had some special objective was high. Thinking of that, they didn't hesitate to communicate with Hugo to report what was going on.

Hugo understood the gravity of the situation.