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Chapter 380 [Red Hooded Man]
From her father’s own lips, the pressure to keep quiet about Ouranos had been issued by the higher-ups. What Wren did not know, however, was that Shrek Academy had a huge hand in the secrecy surrounding all things Ouranos. And that they had done so for the sake of his safety. It was best if such a young person was cast out of the spotlight, away from the evil spirit masters’ dangerous gazes. Not just that Breca Empire also heard about this and pulled strings to make sure nothing came of it. Ouranos was a prince of a small empire and his safety was the number one thing.
"Big Sis Wren don't cry! I am here now so don't cry!" Ouranos said as he hugged Wren who shook her head and she let out a gentle cough.
“I’m doing good, thanks. Jeez. You should have listened to me when I told you to leave that day. But still. Thank you. You saved my life.”
"Any spirit master would have done something! By the way, has that evil spirit master been captured yet? I heard from my teacher that he was able to escape.”
"Those people are trick and crafty as well if they want to hide they will hide for all they care humans lives are nothing but a toy to them.But the Federation has still dispatched a task force to hunt him down and crack down on other criminals. They’ll catch him sooner or later.” Her eyes lit up.
“Oh right! It’s a good thing we ran into each other today. Here, take this,” she said as she retrieved a card from her pocket. She handed it to him.
“This is…?”
“It’s a train pass that works throughout the entire Federation. The pass I promised you last time was an ordinary civilian one, but since you’re a hero who saved so many people, I got permission to issue you a pass with the highest privileges. Whenever you ride a train in the future, just show them this card and they’ll let you in for free and give you a private room fit for four. You can bring people along with you too.”
“Huh? This card is awesome!” Ouranos exclaimed.
"Hero who saved people's lives should get this kind of treatment! You deserve it. Now keep the pass safe. If you lose it, give me a call and I’ll have another one issued for you. Right, what’s your number?”
A few taps later, she had Ouranos's number saved as a contact.
“Alright then, I’ll take you to your private room. You can experience it for yourself.”
Wren grabbed Ouranos hand both of them walked down the train hall way all the way to VIP. Ouranos eyes widen it was much more different then where he was staying! No one but honored guests could enter and there was no way to buy a ticket in. Only those such as high-ranking politicians, powerful soul masters, or eminent military personnel qualified. There was no doubt that anyone found in this VIP area had made great contributions to the Federation and weren’t just throwing their money around.
Since she was the train conductor, Wren knew which of the rooms were occupied and which ones weren’t. She brought Ouranos to one tucked in the center.
It was hardly spacious. It was built within a train after all. A dozen or so square meters in area, the room boasted a small sofa, a desk, and two bunk beds. It was just large enough to comfortably accommodate four people. Of course, the room was luxurious compared to ordinary seats.
“Ouranos, just rest here for now. The train will be departing soon so I have some things I need to attend first. I’ll come visit you once I’m done,” said Wren, smiling warmly.
“Okay. See you in a bit, Big Sis!”
At the click of the door. Ouranos fall on the bed and he rolled around as he grinned to himself he couldn't help it but let out a light laugh and he closed his eyes so soft! He rolled over once, pressing his face into the sheets. He breathed in. The scent of fresh laundry felt calming, and with how tranquil the room was, he could meditate in peace here.
But he didn’t meditate. Rather, taking a long-deserved rest seemed more attractive. As was excelling his pent up tension and stress through slumber-fueled breaths. So there he lay, enjoying the peace and quiet.
His eyelids grew heavy and his mind fell into a sleepy haze.
When Ouranos awoke, he felt refreshed, more energetic than he had felt in weeks. He sighed in pleasure as he stretched his body.
The pit-a-pat of feet against floor echoed during Ouranos's short walk to the desk. He picked up the complimentary water bottle. Drank a few gulps. Taking a seat at the desk, he peered out the window and watched the landscape flitting by. Gone were thoughts of responsibilities and duties. It was only him and the lush scenery now.
Suddenly, the train shuddered, rousing him from his serene state of mind. What’s going on?
What is happening with another attack?
These people do love attacking trains!
The entire train was already the picture of chaos. With the previous terrorist attack only happening a couple weeks prior, the passengers were all trembling with fear, panic in their hearts. They fled from the ninth carriage, trying to get as far away as possible.
It was hard for Ouranos to push against the flow. Without his astounding physical strength, he would have been shoved away by the tide of frantic passengers..
He heard a scream as soon as he reached the ninth carriage, and he immediately identified it as Wren. Shit!
Throwing caution to the wind, Ouranos broke down the door to the carriage and charged in.
He was greeted with a gruesome sight. The entire carriage. Crimson. The metallic scent of blood thick in the air. Dozens of mutilated corpses littered the ground, still warm from their recent deaths. All of it assaulted his senses, a wave of nausea crashing into him.
Most of the dead were staff, and they were better armed than in the last incident. But clearly, it still wasn’t enough.
A red hooded man stood there as held Wren within his grasps his eyes were blood shot the aura around was pure darkness as he squeezed her neck even more and grabbed her by the head.
"Do tell me who was able to defeat my man," the red hooded man said as he tortured Wren who let out a scream of pain the amount of pain she felt was so powerful.
“Tell me, who is the kid who saved you last time? How can I find him? Tell me, and I’ll grant you a swift death,” the man said, his voice torture to the ears and mind.
Wren didn't shutter a word.
"Never!" Wren whispered.
"Tsk you are strong woman indeed I guess this isn't painful enough for you? Refusing to talk? I’ll give you a taste of my Hell Fire Soul Refinement then.” An eerie smile spread across the man’s face as he brought his other claw-like hand out. A dark green flame appeared in his palm and he moved it toward Mo Lan’s forehead.
“Stop! I’m right here!” Ouranos shouted.
The moment their eyes meant each other. Ouranos heart trembled in fear because this man aura was way too powerful and his eyes were dark green they were full of nothing but devour of souls or nothing else. Those haunting green eyes. He gasped and clutched his head, the pain searing his mind and reflecting his attempt to shock the man’s mind. Against him, Ouranos was nothing, an ant before an elephant. His eyes regained their obsidian hue and he collapsed to the ground, still clutching his head, still screaming.
“Hehe. That was easy. Very good, very good. You’ve saved me a lot of time.” The man grinned, lips peeling back to reveal sharp teeth.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let the two of you die as easily as the others. You’ll both experience my Hell Fire Soul Refinement.” He turned back to Wren, the last of the green flame slipping within her.
A scream rushed out of Wren's mouth as her body felt like they were full of endless needles and fire that was sucking her life away.
Chapter end
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