After the explosion, a rain of blood fell from the sky, smashing on the dry and hard ground with a pitter patter.
Fear rose in Smith's bloodline, making him instinctively take a step aside, opening up a path for Kieran. Kieran strode forward, brushing past Lagren and entering the hotel lobby.
Dak Dak Dak.
The footsteps slowly went up to the second floor, only then did Lagren heave a heavy breath as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"This bastard has reached such a level?"
Lagren muttered to himself.
His mutterings didn't escape Smith's ears.
Smith was stunned.
What did he mean by this bastard has reached such a level?
Was there someone else who could do the same?
Smith, who wasn't stupid, immediately thought of more possibilities from Smith's words.
"A Monster Hunter?"
Smith looked further away. Tens of thousands of monster carcasses piled up on top of each other. Unconsciously, Smith clenched his fists.
At that moment, Smith's heart kept replaying the scene of tens of thousands of heads exploding. Following the scene, Kieran's image was raised infinitely by Smith.
From the initial pure gratitude and slight reverence, Smith's heart was now filled with reverence.
The pride in Smith's heart for his talents vanished at that very moment.
All that was left was to chase!
Chase with Kieran as his goal!
He hoped to become a Monster Hunter like Kieran!
At that very moment, there was another person who had the same thought: Mier.
Pak!
On the street that was so quiet that it felt like time had frozen, a young Spec Operation Division member suddenly fell to the ground. It was because of the shock and also because he escaped death.
The extreme tension in his mind caused him to relax, causing him to lose control of his body.
However, no one laughed at him.
A lot of people shared the same fate.
Wier and Mier were no exception.
Mier leaned on the wall, panting heavily.
Her gaze instinctively shifted from the monster's corpse to the motel behind her.
The shock in the young consultant's emerald eyes slowly faded, leaving behind a burning feeling. She understood what Kieran meant, but it didn't mean that she would give up.
Or perhaps …
She was even more motivated now.
Unlike the rumors, she had a more direct impression of the Demon Hunters.
Mier didn't say anything else to her grandfather. She made up her mind in her heart because she knew if she told her grandfather about her plans, Wier would never agree and might even restrict her freedom.
Will was far more stubborn than he looked.
But the stubbornness in his heart still could not allow Will to resist the upheaval in his heart.
He knew that Kieran was very strong.
But he didn't expect it to be this strong.
"Comparable to those Legendary Demon Hunters?"
Will guessed.
Then, the leader of the Special Operations Division reacted quickly.
He looked at the relieved faces of his men and shouted, "Everyone, split into three groups, one on guard, one cleaning up the battlefield, and one resting."
After the order was given, the Special Operations Division members moved out right away.
Smith saw Lagren, the member of the Special Operations Division, carrying his axe back to his motel, but he didn't have the intention to join in either.
Smith had a very stubborn prejudice against the Special Operations Division.
Lagren saw the prejudice but he didn't have the slightest intention to dispel it — because he knew the darker truth.
Every single member of the Special Operations Division was undoubtedly respectable.
It could even be said that without their defense at night, there wouldn't be a sun in Eiders the next day.
However, the person who commanded the Special Operations Division might not be a righteous person.
Of course, the person wasn't referring to Wier.
"Remember to bring some charcoal to the lobby and the rooms after your bath."
The inn owner said to Smith.
"Understood."
Smith nodded.
Charcoal could effectively absorb the bloody stench, much better than air fresheners.
While Smith was moving the charcoal, Lagren didn't rest after he took a quick bath. Instead, he turned on the surveillance camera hidden behind the wine cabinet.
It was something that he spent a lot of money on.
It was also something that he was proud of during his daily life.
Compared to the Demon Hunter HQ's recommendation of the mystical realm, Lagren thought his combination of technology and the mystical realm was more practical.
Unfortunately, none of the stubborn old geezers in the HQ agreed with him.
The surveillance camera was switched one after another, and when Lagren got a clear look at the images on the screen, his face changed for the worse.
Then, Lagren dashed upstairs.
Clear, powerful footsteps entered his ears and Kieran opened the door.
"There are some things that I think you need to see."
Lagren said when he saw Kieran walk out of the room.
Without further ado, Kieran followed Lagren back to the monitor.
"Look here.
"Here."
And here.
All the houses are neat and tidy, and there aren't many people injured. I don't think those monsters are good citizens who follow the law.
"So …"
"I think there's someone controlling these monsters."
And this bastard wants to start a war! "
Lagren switched the cameras and turned to Kieran, his tone never sounded so serious.
Kieran, on the other hand, was still cold and expressionless, he didn't seem affected by Lagren's deduction.
"You knew?"
Lagren was stunned.
Kieran then threw the paper bag to Lagren.
Without a second thought, Lagren opened the bag and took out the documents and pictures inside, reading them carefully.
"I knew what happened back then wasn't as simple as it seems.
Hardy Lynne, it's great that he died.
And Syro Derl and Morr … Heh. "
Lagren grumbled softly. When he saw the words' using live human experiments', he sneered coldly.
After reading everything, Lagren looked at Kieran with a doubtful gaze.
"You are showing me these because you think what happened just now is related to the Ghoul Incident?
"Or do you think that the monsters just now are the same as the so-called 'Ogres'?"
"There is a connection, and there is no connection."
Kieran said calmly.
"What do you mean?"
Lagren was even more confused.
"It's only related to itself. There's no other extension in any other sense."
The monster's real goal?
It's just to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Of course, it would be even better if there are some extra rewards. "
The moment Kieran's words subsided, the phone beside him rang.
Ring Ring Ring!
Lagren picked up the phone.
A moment later, he cried out in shock.
"What?
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