Meanwhile, Mary, Sara and Daniela are currently at Dean's house on Starlight Street. They gather there, hoping Dean will come back home. The deaths of several officers from Medreisten a few days ago, as well as all the specters that have been released from the trapping jars in the basement, are valid proof that Dean had returned home a while ago, and maybe he will return again. They’ve lost their status as professional guardians. They are just normal students now, but they haven't gone back to Braham University so far. And now, their attention is focused on the news on TV, following Lorenzo Vasquez’s statement regarding Dean’s status. “Not that I don't sympathize with his loss,” grumbles Mary. “But he needs to stop this madness. He has no reason to kill all these people who had nothing to do with Monica’s death.” “I’m afraid he hasn’t realized that he has already been designated as an S-level terrorist by the government?” Daniela worries. “What are you expecting?” asks Sara with a

As that body keeps looking for the head, all the injuries in the head have also completely healed. However, it takes too much time for that body to find the head, before it is able to reattach that head back to its neck.Soon, he is back to normal, without any trace of wounds. But he looks so weak and exhausted after wasting too much mana and spirit. He can’t even use his bituminous wings to fly, and has to walk down the long road to go back to the town.“Lina! Can you hear me?” he mutters while holding the communication device in his left ear.“Hey, you bitch! Stop ignoring me! Don’t let them have that man! You better kill him rather than letting them have the key to Nimeza’s grave.”“Lina?! Answer me!”He tries to warn his friend, but sadly, he can’t reach her. After taking his phone out of his pocket to make a call, it turns out that the phone doesn’t get any signal at all. He is already too far on the Estuaria northern border, beyond the reach of the phone's provider.Annoyed, he

He immediately takes out his dagger, despite the fact he doesn’t feel any evil intention around him. But there’s still a risk of the coming of a high level assassins who can suppress their aura and evil intention while hunting their target.He makes his move, intending to check the situation. But Namsqeem halts him, like volunteering himself to do the job.“You stay here,” he says.“No, you both stay here,” Musgly interferes. “It’s harder for humans to see me, even for those professional guardians.”Dean and Namsqeem don’t say anything after that. Namsqeem expands his shadowy form to make his body to be less noticeable, and then hide in the darkest part under that bridge, while Dean is leaning to the dark wall while suppressing his mana and spirit energy.Soon, that place becomes darker, with the twelve specters beside Namsqeem covering Dean to make him much less noticeable.They stay there waiting, but Musgly isn’t coming back to give them any report, which makes Dean grow awry.“Wha

It catches Dean by surprise. He is really not expecting it would escalate that far. He can’t fully digest some part of her words, but he is somehow able to understand her concern.His silly face immediately fades away, and he begins to take her concern more seriously.“It’s not only about Monica,” he says solemnly. “If I disappear from this country, I’m afraid they will shift their attention to those who are connected with me. Like you, Sara, Daniela, and Mrs. Evie and her daughter.”Mary’s anger slowly cools down, as she begins to show some confusion in her face. “Wu, why would you think they will...”“This has nothing to do with the crime they have been telling the people about me,” Dean cuts her words. “I hold the key to Nimeza’s grave.”“Nimeza’s grave?” Mary mumbles in her deep thoughts.As someone who is quite knowledgeable about Nimeza Civilization, she can picture how important it is, despite not knowing the whole picture of Dean’s issue.“Not just me, but also Monica’s whole

The car drives quite smoothly even though it has reached a speed of more than 150 km/hour. This is the best sports car, a gift from a king from a country known as the most advanced in the automotive business in the world.And fortunately, the road they are currently on is quite wide, quiet, and doesn't have too many sharp turns. Even with her limited driving skills, Mary is still able to escape the pursuit of dozens of police cars and several city cars driven by the professional guardians.When they reach the road on the rocky hills with several curves, only then does the car's speed decrease significantly.“To be honest, I’m not that confident with my ability in driving a supercar like this one,” Mary admits. “What about you? I see all your wounds have been completely healed now. Would you like to take the drive?”“Um,” Dean glances at her with an unsure face. “I’m quite knowledgeable about how to drive a car, but...”“Daamn! Don’t tell me you never drive a car so far?!” Mary whines.