Birth Of The Crafts-God

Chapter 143 Suspicions

"That's roughly the politics in this place, and I guess explains what goes on here." Ardeen drank from his glass."Then, why are you here?" Lucas asked him.

The question might seem simple, but there was an underlying meaning.

Humans were second-class citizens. In some areas, they were even treated as prey. They were occasionally kidnapped as sold as slaves, or even lab rats for biological re

It just made no sense.

Five hundred thousand was already a very large casualty count, and in the grand view of things, it as almost no different from eight hundred thousand. A few deaths were a sorrowful event, but large numbers were simply statistics. There was no reason to hide the numbers as the margin wasn't so wide as to matter.

Ardeen didn't respond right away, instead he stared outside the window.

After a short while, he sighed,

"Because those 'excess' casualties are humans."

Lucas went silent at the statement. It was an answer he never expected to receive. He had experienced some prejudice over his species, but over the weeks, Lucas realised it wasn't that bad. The people around eventually warmed up to him and not many treated him as bad.

Even the bad treatment wasn't so terrible, except for the time he was almost kidnapped or the time he was mistreated at the EVL head branch office.

But hearing this, Lucas understood the situation other humans, who weren't as lucky as he was, faced. Lucas had the system to help him when he almost got kidnapped; the same when he was close to death after an assassination attempt, but the other humans didn't. They were also weaker than him, and weren't lucky enough to be a reincarnated genius.

"I need to know more about the beast tides." Lucas seriously said.

The injustice committed against humans wasn't something he could fix as he was. Even if Lucas wanted to do so, he first of all had to get stronger. And to do that, Lucas had to complete all the missions from the system that came his way. Experience new stories on empire

"Still stubborn huh? Well, no problem." Ardeen refilled his cup and drank from it. He then projected a map onto the table

"The first city destroyed was here, Rosewood city." Ardeen pointed at a mark on the map.

"It's towards the south from here. The next was Garena town, northeast of Rosewood city, so roughly southeast of here." Ardeen traced his finger from Rosewood city on the map, to another mark, which was Garena town.

"The security agencies suspect that the desolate beasts are moving eastwards due to this, albeit rising towards the north, so the next possible target would be between these two locations, but this one is more likely."

Lucas glanced at the mark Ardeen's finger currently rested beside.

"Amer city.

. . .

Knock. Knock.

"Come in."

The door opened and a middle-aged man walked in. He glanced at the old man ahead who was going through some documents. Seeing the aged figure, the middle-aged man bowed to him.

"What's the matter?" The old man asked without raising his head, his attention still on the papers in front of him.

"Our men have sent news from the capital. Apparently, they've spotted the young fellow who got Ramirez into this mess." The man said.

"Hmm? They found the kid?" The old man finally lifted his head, revealing his identity.

He was the city lord of High Brunswick city, as well as the man Ramirez had met with shortly after arriving into the city.

"Interesting. What's that kid doing out here?" The old man asked.

"We haven't ascertained that yet, but I decided to inform you of his presence right away, just in case something might crop up." The middle-aged man replied, his head still bent low.

"You made the right decision. Keep monitoring him for now, and make sure he doesn't notice. Meanwhile, what has Ramirez been up to these days?"

"We can't keep watch on him much as he seems to be on guard almost 24/7. However, we found out that he spends most of his time outside the city with some mysterious figures. While we couldn't track his entire movement, we did notice that one of his recent spots was Rosewood city."

The old man suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Rosewood city? Before or after?" He asked.

The middle-aged man clearly understood what was meant by the question as he answered without hesitation.

"Before."

"What about Garena?" The old man asked.

"We can't say as we have no men there."

Tap. Tap.

The old man rapped his fingers on the table.

"Get some men to Amer city and Lurdwick town. Have them survey the area to the best they can and to keep a lookout for Ramirez." The old man stopped, then added after a bit of hesitation.

"And that kid too. I have a feeling that we're about to stumble upon something interesting here."

"Yes, sir."

"What about the men Ramirez met with? Anything on them?"

"... nothing." The middle-aged man hesitated before answering.

The old man stared at him, his fingers still tapping the table.

"You know how much I hate hearing those words."

"I, I apologize." The middle-aged man immediately fell to his knees.

The old man then picked up a paper, on it were the details of a certain shipment of drugs.

Even though Alleva district allowed crime to some extent, and he was the city lord of High Brunswick, the old man preferred to record all information related to illegal activities using a paper. This made it possible for him to easily destroy copies and make them irrecoverable.

"The Red Fangs are coming as well, correct?"

"Yes, sir." The middle-aged, who still remained on his knees, responded.

"Have our shipments cleared as quickly as possible. Although their destination isn't here, they would still have to pass by on their way over to Amer city. We can't let them sniffing out our trails. Those fellows don't agree with the rules of the city, and we can't stop them even if we want to. Don't mess this up, otherwise your head alone won't be enough to appease me.

Also, find out the identity of those men Ramirez met with."