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Chapter 81: What I Shouldn't Have Seen Was Seen
"A child? How is that possible?" He couldn't believe it.

He had only observed his back so far. Just as Angori was about to envelop the other person in his consciousness, he found that the boy suddenly turned his head and stared straight at him.

Click.

Before he could even see the other person's face clearly, Angori's consciousness was violently jolted back to his body by a sudden shock.

"puff!"

Angori struggled to his feet like a drowning man rising from the depths of the ocean, ripping off the hunter's helmet from his head, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

"team leader!"

People around him immediately rushed forward, and the nurses quickly inserted a needle into his neck and administered a sedative.

"So what exactly is it?"

Before Angoli could even process what he had just seen, everything went gray and white before his head slumped down, and he fainted.

Caesar frowned slightly as he gazed at the branches that had intertwined so tightly that they formed a wall.

Was someone watching me just now?

Could it be the Krall Bureau located outside?
No, he remembered that for an incident of this scale, the department in charge should be the Rhinek Bureau.

Just as he was distracted by these thoughts, the book he had bound tightly began to stir again.

More ghouls sprang from the branches, clinging to him like leeches.

"Tsk, forget it, let's leave here first."

At that moment, Ita walked down the street to the bottom of the jungle.

At this point, all the ghouls had been wiped out, and the streets were littered with corpses, the stench of blood filling the air.

“The city street management bureau is going to be very busy now,” said Dalina, looking around at everything.

“Once we find that target, everything will be back to normal,” Doruvan said.

He looked up at the slowly creeping jungle, where all the Blood Knights of his family in Drendin were now searching.

"Master, it's not safe here. We should try our best."

Just as Dorwan was about to give a warning, he saw Ita raise a foot and kick a ghoul's head away.

He raised his foot again, this time crushing a head.

Looking at Ita like this, Doruvin and Delina both sighed helplessly.

They knew the head of the family was in a bad mood today; he hadn't seen the person he wanted to see, and instead, this had happened.
The reappearance of a high-level containment object, and the commotion it caused in a city under the jurisdiction of Fetter, means that Ita, as the head of the family, will be too busy to even get any sleep for a long time to come.

Just as she was venting her anger, a soft "whoosh" came from the forest directly above, a flash of golden light, and a branch was cut open. Blood gushed out like rain, splattering all over them.

Delina and Doruvan quickly took off their coats to cover Ita, but the spilled blood still soaked her through.

The patriarch's face immediately darkened, his lips twitched, and then he finally roared in uncontrollable fury:
"These beasts, I'll burn them all to ashes!"

Just as Ita finished shouting in her anger, she turned her head and saw a familiar figure falling with the blood.

The other person noticed her too. "Ita?" Caesar looked in surprise at the petite figure standing amidst a pile of corpses, covered in blood.

"You, weren't you abroad? What are you doing here?"

The last time Caesar contacted Ita was over a year ago. She told him she was doing well and was currently studying in the Duchy of Valando, but now he was here, and it was under these circumstances that he met her.

At this moment, seeing the person she had been longing for appear before her, Ita's anger vanished, leaving only a blank expression. After a long while, she lowered her head, pursed her lips, and murmured softly:

"I didn't say that."

The jungle that had occupied almost half of the city center began to wither, turning into streaks of gray-white light, which, along with the corpses of the skeleton soldiers and ghouls, dissipated.

However, the city center area remained cordoned off, and reporters from all walks of life flocked there, eager to get the latest first-hand scoops.

The next task for the Kingdom's News Department is to provide a reasonable explanation for this serious incident of magical malfunction. If necessary, they will also have to use special methods to erase the memories of some people.

Although the Rhinek Bureau and the Frederick family intervened in time to avoid more casualties, preliminary statistics still indicate a tragedy with 6 dead and 43 injured.

This is the deadliest magical out-of-control incident in the Kingdom of Fein in the last hundred years.

However, the source of this incident, the tsunami-class containment object "The Book of No Thoughts," has once again disappeared. Both the Frederick family and the Rhinek Bureau have stated that they have never obtained this containment object.

Caesar stepped out of the shower. Although he had showered many times, he still felt a lingering smell of blood on his body.

However, it was probably just his imagination. After all, as something projected into reality from the Book of No Thought, this feeling should have disappeared after everything was over.

"It's been so long since I've been covered in blood like this," he thought as he put on his clothes.

In the past, when he was fighting everywhere, he would often get covered in blood. At that time, he would leave all his dirty clothes to Greta to take care of. He didn't understand how Greta managed to make his clothes clean and without any bloodstains every time he brought them back.

I let out a long breath and closed my eyes to sense it briefly.

At this moment, he now knew the name of the Book of No Thought. It was currently stored in his Realm of No Form, and its magic power was tightly restricted, leaving it in a state of immobility, similar to a coma.

They are still unaware that the Book of No Thoughts is with him. The Frederick family has concealed his existence from the Rhinek Bureau, and as for Frederick, it seems he doesn't need to explain much.

After getting dressed, I walked out of the spacious dressing room, where Ita had been waiting for a long time.

"Caesar, are you alright? Should we have the family doctor take a look at you and check your health?" Ita immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

“What could possibly happen to me?” Caesar said, patting her head.

“Where is Old Butler Doruvan?” he asked.

“I told them to wait outside,” Ita said softly, head down, toes tracing patterns on the ground.

Caesar had more or less guessed her little thoughts, so he didn't say much and followed her to sit down on the sofa.

“I don’t know when you arrived in Drenton,” Caesar said.

"I've been here for over a year, but I've been too busy to visit you, Caesar, and Yumilia," Ita said with some resentment.

She slightly raised her eyes and gazed at Caesar with a wistful look, as if hoping he would make up for the long separation.

(End of this chapter)