"Annihilated?"
Kieran was surprised.
"Yes!
They were uprooted by the Cursed Society!
"That was the Cursed Society's first battle on the West Coast. The scene at the time was really shocking. The Cursed Five's spellcasting abilities even scared a lot of the mystics, but they were all killed by you!"
Schmidt nodded with a strange expression on his face.
He was sizing up Kieran with the corner of his eyes.
He seemed to be wondering how Kieran had done it.
"The trail is broken!
And you are not a young lady, so please don't look at me with those disgusting eyes. You remind me of some perverted uncle or something! "
Kieran cursed softly before he raised a brow at Schmidt.
"Are you saying that I should get a new coat?"
Schmidt cracked a joke.
Kieran rolled his eyes at Schmidt.
"I'll open a dojo that teaches women self-defense, and my ultimate move will be the Kick in the Groin!"
Kieran said.
"I believe that place will be packed with people!
After all, it's the dojo of the famous Bird of Death! "
Schmidt said with a smile.
Bird of Death?
Jonesy had mentioned the Bird of Death before, and it had confused Kieran.
At first, Kieran thought it was because of the Crow Feather of Darkness.
Now, Schmidt's words made him realize that it was not the case.
"What does Bird of Death mean?"
Kieran asked.
"You don't know?
Before Rei went missing, she made a prophecy about you. My assistant, like the Crow of Death, brings misfortune. His body is chaotic, but his heart is bright. He will rule over the land like a king. "
Schmidt looked at Kieran in shock.
In his opinion, unless Kieran had been living in a secluded place, he would have heard about the prophecy that had spread all over the West Coast.
Besides, he had heard a lot of rumors about Kieran in the past two years.
Assassinating a king and causing a political upheaval?
Escorting a scholar to explore the ruins and fighting monsters.
He could totally become the protagonist of a legendary novel.
Creak!
Another emergency brake.
Fortunately, Schmidt had a bad experience in the past, so he grabbed the handle on top of the window in advance.
"2567, you are not a newbie driver, you don't have to show your identity again."
Schmidt looked at Kieran in dissatisfaction.
Under Schmidt's dissatisfied gaze, Kieran had an awkward expression on his face.
It wasn't because of the sudden stop, but because of Rei's prophecy.
Too shameful!
Such a prophecy was too shameful!
Kieran had goosebumps all over his body. He was so embarrassed that he was about to explode.
He was seventy to eighty percent sure that Rei had done it on purpose.
The other party understood his personality very well.
"Rei must have had too much to drink to make such a prophecy. It's really …"
"Nonsense!"
Kieran pondered for a moment before finding the right word to describe it.
"Nonsense?
No, no! You've proven yourself to be the crow in Rei's prophecy, the Bird of Death! I can already imagine what kind of headlines the Mysterious Daily News will be publishing tomorrow! 'The Bird of Death, the Black Bird of Death has brought death back as promised, and a king has descended upon the land!'
Trust me, with Rei's relationship with the Mysterious Daily News, they will not be stingy with their praises! "
Schmidt shook his head. He did not believe what Kieran had just said. He said in an agitated tone.
He was so excited that his eyebrows were dancing in joy.
"Stop!
What we need to do now is to retrieve my spoils of war, then head to the rehabilitation center in the suburbs to investigate! "
Kieran stopped Schmidt from continuing the awkward topic. He quickly started the car and drove towards the Fiery Hounds' hideout.
However, on the way, a question kept popping up in Kieran's mind.
'Has Rei seen my return?'
Kieran had to admit that Rei, who was known as the strongest shaman on the West Coast, was indeed powerful.
However, if Rei had been able to predict what was going to happen, wouldn't her power be a little too exaggerated?
Rei should have been the strongest shaman in the world, if not for some unforeseen event.
Somehow, the words that Simones had said before rose up in Kieran's heart along with some doubts.
"The strongest shaman in the world, huh?
Then...
How powerful is the one Rei is dealing with?
She needs to gather the members of the five major societies to work together! "
Kieran muttered in his heart, getting more and more curious about it.
What was it?
With that thought in mind, Kieran drove straight to the Fiery Hounds' hideout. It was a two-storey building with a courtyard.
No one had beaten him to it again.
When the Fiery Hounds had seen Kieran, they had rushed out.
Kieran had easily subdued them.
They were just a bunch of well-trained commoners, so it had been a piece of cake for Kieran.
After that, it was Schmidt's turn to clean up and Kieran's turn to move the loot.
Unlike the Cursed Society, which focused on books and spellcasting materials, the Fiery Hounds' hideout had focused on currency and jewelry. There were only two books related to mysticism and a few basic spellcasting materials.
"Using magical items to enter the mystical realm?"
Kieran recalled the people who had used magical weapons in the previous battles.
Based on Rei's description, those people were not really mystical people.
However, that did not stop Kieran from moving his loot according to the rules of the mystical realm.
After all, the Fiery Hounds were a mystical organization in other people's eyes.
It was the same in the Muller Society.
It was even more direct than the Flaming Hound Society. It was all about money, gold, silver, and jewelry. When Kieran moved a box that required two strong men to carry to the back of the Picard, the whole vehicle shook a little. Schmidt could not help but sigh.
"These bastards sure have a scary way of accumulating wealth!"
Schmidt knew very well what was inside the box that Kieran was carrying.
Some of the items inside the box were money that he could never earn in his entire life.
"You should say that the market demand is huge!"
Kieran corrected Schmidt.
Kieran's eyes flashed with a sense of admiration when he looked at Schmidt.
He could tell that Schmidt was not envious or jealous of Kieran at all. He was just sighing.
There was no lack of pure people in the world.
Such people made the world a better place, didn't they?
That was why Kieran could not help but laugh when he saw Schmidt cursing those important figures who had been his accomplices.
"Let's go.
Destination: Suburban Infirmary.
"Oh, my dinner. I'm sure Simones has prepared dinner for me!"
Kieran sighed as he started the Picard.
"If you don't mind, I'll treat you to some fast food.
There's a place over there. French fries and hamburgers are pretty good. "
Kieran used two words to express his attitude towards Schmidt's treat.
"Show me the way!"
The taste of fast food was something that no one could comment on.
Its name alone was enough to explain everything.
Other than being convenient and quick, there was nothing else worth praising about it.
However, Kieran still ate it with relish.
For Kieran, if a rock could be digested, a sprinkle of salt would be tasty as well. Basically, any food that entered his mouth would make him doubt his life.
At the very least, Schmidt was affected.
"Am I eating the wrong way?"
Schmidt tried to imitate Kieran as he watched him eat half a hamburger in one bite and finish it in the second.
He ended up choking on his food.
He wanted to say something, but when he saw the serious look on Kieran's face, he shut his mouth.
He followed Kieran's gaze.
His mouth fell open in an instant.
What did he see?
It was a cluster of buildings shrouded in a faint mist.
The mist reminded him of a graveyard at night.
Now, the sun was still shining brightly.
They were not standing in front of a graveyard.
They were at the suburban infirmary.
The second one was even worse.
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It was raining again. Should they go for mutton hotpot or donkey stew?
The choice made him feel like he was facing a great enemy.
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