The ride was silent but it was something that Clark wished to have. But the silence was soon disturbed when he heard his name being called. “Clark” Anton then started “Yes? Uncle?” “I heard what happened. To Ashton and Miguel. Thank you for helping them back then” Not knowing what he was pertaining to, Clark thought that maybe it was when he was dragged by Miguel to perform a ‘Harana’ in the house of Laurent’s. “I did not help much, Uncle” “Still, I am thankful for what you did. Thanks to you, my sons seem to be doing much better” There was a small smile on his lips. Somehow, Clark could not help but wonder if all of the Montediore have such fathers as his Uncle Anton and Uncle Julius. ‘But maybe my father is an exemption’ Arriving at the mansion, Clark headed inside as he once again bid farewell to his Uncle Anton. But even if they just sat for a small while, there was something he confirmed. “Thank you for the ride, Uncle. Have a good evening” ‘He smells like a gunpowder’

“Ashton, good morning” Clark greeted him with a bright smile. But on the contrary, Ashton’s face was filled with confusion. “I thought you were killing each other…” With his hand covering his face, Ashton let out a deep sigh. “Thank goodness that wasn’t the case” “Why are you here anyway? Ashton?” “Now that you mentioned… I came here thinking I could talk with you” Looking at Criss. It was enough for the man to excuse himself. Touching the ear that gained a small tint cut, he could not help but feel a bit ashamed. ‘To think I would be hurt like this…’ Looking at the wooden sword that he was holding, ‘We are not using a real sword… and yet...’ He was aware that Clark was no simple person but he never expected him to be this great. Add on that, Criss knew that something was off. ‘I did have a chance to have a small spar with him… but why do I feel like he is much more stronger than the last time I met him? Young master… where did you go exactly?’ But with his worries, the youn

“Clark says so? How did he learn that?” Talking on his phone, Jann was in the base just like the usual days. But even if he had time to sleep as he could just ask to leave the base of the West 11 gang, he could not have the will to do so. The heavy bags underneath his eyes are clearly visible. [Yeah, he told me he saw some South 15 gang members in the Matrix. You know, that club in the heart of Volmar] “In the Matrix? And what are they doing there?” They know full well that the Volmar does not have any gangs lurking in there for it was a free place. The usual spots where most gangs from all over the whole Bamuer would have such meetings. Treaty, as a matter of fact. Scratching his head as he is already annoyed by the situation of the gang and yet he finds another thing he should worry about, Jann could not help but let out a sigh. [They seem to be having much backup than what we thought] “Those bastards…” He was well aware that ever since long long ago, there is already a tensi

“Why are you here?”Talking with his father, it’s been days since they last talk with each other. That is why for Henry, he was aware that Clark just need something from him.“I finished reading all the books in the library”Henry stopped in what he was typing but soon gain back his composure.‘He finished it already? Since when did he…’“I was wondering if you have other books for me to read. Books created by my grandmother”Tapping his finger on the table, Henry was curious why Clark wished to read more books that his grandmother had written. But Henry did not ask any further since it would also be useful for Clark to know more about Mharijane.“All books gathered are placed in that library. Are you sure you finished reading all of it? Even the hidden corridors?”Looking at Clark, he pushed a piece of paper that he ripped in a book file just beside him.“This is…”“The map of the library. There is more than what it seems. Come back if you need anything else”With the map on his hand

“Why are there police here?” Looking at each other, Leo and Clark reach their destination. The very area stated by the system. But what welcomes them was the sight of police putting warning stickers around the abandoned court. “Sir, what happened here?” Leo asked as Clark was there standing behind him with the little pup resting on his chest. Clark was lucky that he brought a sling bag with him, that is what Leo thought. But in fact, he was lucky to buy something like that in his system. Especially when the limits for purchases are no longer an issue. “Please stay back Misters. You can’t be in the area of the crime scene” “A crime?” “Yes, someone died. Seems like a quarrel between gangs of the south and west” Hearing those words, it caught Clark’s attention. “What do you mean? The south 15 gang and the west 11 gang?” “You seems to know much, Mister. You know them?” “I am not sure. But if you tell their names, maybe I would find out” Hesitating whether he shall disclose the i