Around four hours later, under Willis' respectful gaze, Kieran walked into Spicy Hot Kitchen.
Spicy Hot Kitchen was cleaned and tidied up. Drexton, who rushed back to the kitchen, was leaning on the bar counter and looking at Kieran with a smile.
"Sometimes, I've doubted myself as well.
"I keep asking myself why I always do things that are strenuous and unrewarding. They are different from ordinary people. Every single one of them is an Extraordinaire. Every single one of them is a maverick. Every single one of them will not change their original intentions just because of your help!"
"In fact, even without any help, they will be fine."
Is it to satisfy my sense of justice? Vanity?
Or is it to show how extraordinary I am?
"These doubts would appear in my mind from time to time, and then someone would always appear to give me an incomparably clear answer."
Last time it was Herzker, this time it's you, 2567.
Your appearance has strengthened my belief — when you need more help, please help others first. "
Drexton said with a sigh.
He then signaled Kieran to take a seat.
"I'm sorry for the lunch that turned into dinner but please believe me, this dinner won't disappoint you.
Hoss, it's all up to you now! "
Drexton said with an apologetic tone, giving the owner of Spicy Hot Kitchen a hand signal to cheer him on.
"Leave it to me!"
A chubby middle-aged man with a round face quickly moved out.
After a while, the pungent yet aromatic spiciness filled Kieran's nose.
Kieran took in a deep breath, savoring the aroma.
Kieran always had a special fondness for food.
Especially when an excellent chef was cooking, the anticipation in his heart would rise every second and when it reached its peak, a plate of delicious food would be served to him.
That feeling …
It was wonderful!
However, the wonderful feeling didn't stop Kieran from overlooking some changes.
For example, Drexton's breath was unstable.
"Are you hurt?"
Kieran asked.
The first time they met, in Kieran's perception, the other party was like a mountain. Not only was he towering, but he was also tenacious!
But now, the mountain seemed to have been attacked by a hurricane and an earthquake, and was on the verge of collapse.
"Yes."
Wanting to return to Alkender quickly from Printon isn't an easy task.
"My luck is pretty good. I didn't run into the most troublesome fellows. Otherwise …"
Drexton nodded without concealing anything, his face showing a grateful expression.
"Printon?"
Kieran raised a brow when he heard the name of the city from the man's mouth again.
"It's a destroyed city!"
"It's a paradise for criminals!"
"There is no order!"
"No mercy!"
"There's no kindness either!"
"There is only deception, murder, and hatred!"
As both of them got closer, Drexton didn't divert the topic anymore, instead explaining to Kieran in detail.
"In the beginning, Printon was no different from cities like Alkender. There were superheroes and supervillains, until one day, all the superheroes in Printon disappeared. That's right, it's exactly what you're thinking, disappeared! It wasn't murder, it wasn't leaving, it was disappearing! The kind that appeared out of thin air! "
"No one knew what happened, but those supervillains became unscrupulous at that moment. Without the help of superheroes, the upper echelons of Plinton did not even last three days before all of them were reshuffled. Some were killed, some were captured, and some surrendered."
"Printon became hell on earth."
"For normal people, yes."
"It's the same for Extraordinaires."
Drexton said in a heavy tone.
"Until now, Printon still has a negative influence on those extraordinary individuals who lean towards justice?"
Kieran easily noticed something from Drexton's expression and words.
It wasn't hard at all. Given Drexton's character, if Printon wasn't in an irreversible situation, he would have gathered a large number of men to reclaim Printon.
"Yes.
Printon is extremely harsh to any extraordinary individuals who lean towards justice. Not only will their powers be greatly damaged, but their bodies will also be weakened. "
"On the contrary, those extraordinary individuals who lean towards evil are like fish in water. Their powers and body will grow at different levels."
"That's why those bastards call it heaven."
Drexton nodded.
"We've investigated Printon more than once but every time, we returned empty-handed and even lost quite a number of men."
Willis said beside Kieran.
The assistant looked at Kieran with a very sincere gaze.
"Thank you.
This afternoon, when I got the news that Drexton was set up by Mr. Ghost, I almost broke down. "
"I was worried that Alkender City would become another Printon."
"Fortunately, you defeated him, thank you."
Willis paused before thanking Kieran again.
"Defeated?"
Kieran shook his head and took out a bag from his backpack, handing it over to her.
Willis was stunned.
"T-This is …?"
The assistant stuttered.
"Mr. Ghost's head."
Kieran replied calmly.
"Mr. Ghost's head?!"
After the assistant cried out in surprise, he eagerly opened the bag. When he saw the head inside, he let out another cry of surprise.
Even Drexton, who had his own guesses, was stunned when he saw the head.
A few seconds later, Drexton finally reacted to the situation.
"2567, you are much stronger than I thought!"
"How did you do it? This bastard has too many clones … Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked, I'm just too excited. "
"2567, are you willing to join the Hero Alliance?"
The excited Drexton extended his invitation to Kieran once more.
Kieran's answer didn't change.
"No thanks.
I'm used to solving problems in my own way. "
Kieran said as he looked at the new notification.
[Special Event: Alkender City Riot (Completed)]
[Eliminated Mr. Ghost, acquired Higher rating, continue? Yes/No?]
…
"Yes."
The same answer didn't change either.
Just like what Kieran had planned.
So, when Drexton signaled Willis and his assistant passed him a check, Kieran rejected it right away after he glanced over the numbers on it.
"Don't reject it, you deserve it."
"Besides, if you reject it, some self-respecting bastards with a hard life will learn from you and once they reject it, they won't even be able to eat."
"So, please accept it."
"This isn't just about you, 2567."
Drexton was very persistent or stubborn about certain things, after Kieran rejected it, he said in a serious tone.
"No, no, Drexton, you misunderstood.
It's not that I don't want to accept it.
I just want to use the money to help me with a bounty related to Mordin's sculptures. "
Kieran smiled and waved his hand.
"Mordin's sculptures?"
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