There was a man who was dressed in a brown suit in a small room. The man seemed to be pouring something into a small cup. Cory stared at the man for a while. He didn't know what to make of this. At least, not yet. He had been walking when something had made him stop forcefully. And then the same force had made him look in the direction of the small room. Then he saw the young man in a brown suit. Cory wasn't sure of how to react to this, so he decided to brush it aside. The man was done pouring the liquid and was standing on his feet. He took notice of Cory and then looked away. "Cory!" Anna's voice called. There was no point standing there for long. Cory picked a pace and resumed walking. Walking into the living, his mind was invaded. He should still be worrying about what had just happened, but he just couldn't. He could see Lord Theo settled down at a very large dining table. Cory's eyes widened when he saw how many courses of meals were all over the table. He hadn't thought
Lord Theo, who had lifted the cup and was about to take a sip, hesitated. One of the major reasons that he had shooed the man away was because Cory was a guest. He didn't want to inconvenience his guest by making an example of these subordinates that were trying his patience. And now, Cory, whose presence he was trying to respect. had just told the man to stop walking. Anna also stopped what she was doing. Everyone seemed to be sucked into the abyss of the situation. The young man stopped and turned to look at Cory. There were a lot of questions seeped in the man's eyes, but he didn't get to ask any of them. "Is anything the matter?" Lord Theo asked Cory directly, the cup still in his hand. Lord Theo was an impatient man. He always loved to get to the root of something as soon as possible. He wasn't the type who appreciated suspense. It just wasn't a word in his dictionary. Cory could see the restlessness and need to get a response on the face of Lord Theo. "You should not both
The dining space went dead silent for a while until the monks arrived at the scene. Cory didn't know when he looked away from the scene to Anna, who was just lifting her body from his neck. Anna took a gaze at him and then looked away almost in a blush. But that wasn't even the right time for such feelings. There was something more urgent right in front of them. Lord Theo was still on his feet. He turned to look at the five monks. The five monks pushed their bodies forward a little bit in gentle bows to Lord Theo. Cory allowed his mind to indulge the situation. After all, there was nothing much he could do. The monks lifted their bodies and were standing upright again. Then, all of a sudden, one of them sniffed the air,"It smells blood here." One of the monks said. Another monk took those words quite seriously and looked around. He noticed a patch of blood first before seeing the young man on the floor. The monks quickly covered their nose, up to their faces with the corner of
Even Lord Theo could not act any differently. He was stunned as every other person in the dining hall. Although, as a Mafia Lord, he wouldn't have a problem killing a person. In fact, he had lost count of so many people he had killed. Especially people he had killed off of gang wars and several other victims who crossed his path. What had his jaws hanging loosely in the air was the fact that it was a monk! A monk who is considered to be pious and collected! This same set of people are considered as the non-violent sect. One of them had just killed a person. On top of this bewildering fact, the monk hadn't used the common technique to kill the lad. Instead, he had done something that was rather farfetched and mostly unexpected. The monks turned to face Lord Theo and bowed to him again. "We will atone for his sins by recommending something else. We are totally sorry for all the trouble he must have caused you." One of the monks added as though nothing had just happened. The corpse
The monks suddenly took interest in Cory. None of the monks said a word yet. They just kept a long stare at him, inspecting him really closely. Cory could tell that much, but really, he was not impressed. "Boss, I'm sorry for this inconvenience." Lord Theo addressed Cory directly. The reactions of the monks tuned when they heard how Lord Theo referred to Cory as boss! All they could see was a young man who looked to still be a college student. Also, they knew Lord Theo too well. Lord Theo was so important that if he sends words to them, they would come driving down at once!If the most revered Lord Theo was referring to this strange lad as boss, then who the hell is this lad?! The monks could ask the question, but they didn't. At least not yet. "I understand that I am the one who asked you to come here, but I think it's only right if I go with the monks. After all, they have just killed the bastard who almost sent me to an early grave. Who knows, they might be able to find an antid
Cory stood there, the whip still in his grip. There was blood in his hand. The blades of the whip had cut his palm almost into shreds, yet he didn't let go of it. Anna had scurried to him, holding on to him and calling at him, tears in her eyes. She was scared that he was hurt badly because she also saw what had almost happened to him. Cory remained in that position, staring at the monks. He had a couple of things racing across his mind. The monks deliberately wanted to kill him because he knew something about them. The monks knew that he was perceptive and was finding their actions shady. The monks knew that much. This was why they had tried to frame him by claiming that the evil spirit from the dead lad had possessed Cory. If Cory's instinct and reflex had not been sharpened by the system, he probably would be lying dead at the moment. At this point, Cory finally came to the conclusion that he was right after all. The thoughts and feelings he was having about the monks were act
Everyone was speechless by what Cory had just said. Anna suddenly let go of him, her body quaking. She couldn't believe what Cory had just said. Lord Theo's face was a mess of fear and confusion. For the very first time since Cory had known the man, he saw fear idling in the corner of the man's face. It wasn't as though Cory was enjoying the view, but he couldn't tell a lie that he wasn't intrigued by it. The monks suddenly turned around and started to leave one after the other. Cory caught a note of this and moved forward to stop them. Cory understood what the monks were trying to do. The monks were trying to use what Cory had said as a sort of distraction so that they would escape. Then Cory changed his mind. He was the one who had just announced that if nothing was done to help Lord Theo, the man would die in ten minutes. So it would be dumb of him to waste more time on these coward monks!He just watched the monks go as the door opened and closed behind them. "Is this true?
There was silence in the room for a couple of seconds. Silence from everyone. Anna was still on the floor being held by the maids. She slowly got up on her feet. Even though she was on the floor earlier, she had seen her father's body heave towards the ceiling, then blood flying out of his mouth. She had seen all these and was waiting for what next would happen when the silence hit all of them. Even Cory himself was silent. His hands were still on the chest of the man. His gaze was lingering on the cold face of the man. Anna was bidding her time. She was waiting for him to say something. She was waiting for the right moment to speak. She didn't want to be thrown at the wall again. She still feels pain after the first throw. She watched closely as Cory slowly removed his palms from the chest of the man. Cory opened his eyes, too. At this moment, Anna realised that something was not right. She had known Cory for quite a while now and could tell when he was confident and when he wa