Chapter 159: Fixing the Building

The A rankers of Paradise have their own system of their ranks. This is based on the potential of the Hunter to ascend into the higher world, being ranked by numbers.

Currently, the top spot among A rankers is held by the man that was standing in front of the Serrata, Wesley Day. He is a fighter with a high damage output as well as speed that is comparable to an average assassin.

Wesley has caught eyes of groups such as Barandilla, but the one he chose to follow was being independent. This was viewed as a flawed move for him because he was not a son of a rich family, meaning he doesn't have any connections whatsoever.

"How did he survive?" Gwen asked in shock. "That was the same energy that was fired with the others back in the forest. How come me came out unscathed?"

"Because he's already matched with higher people in Eternity," Allen whispered.

'New feature unlocked <Eyes of Revelation>'

<Eyes of Revelation>

Passive

With the Snake's sight and instincts for power, the user shall gain a view of the level of the target's power.

Allen had just gained a new feature from the Snake. It was unclear to him if the features were activated with time or an event that could trigger it. The last time he got a feature was when he was still in Haven.

Allen glanced at Jeremy who currently have the second highest power in his team. The man had 40,000 power. He then turned to Wesley, gulping when he was not mistaken at what he saw earlier.

Above the man displayed the number, 80,000. This mean that Wesley had 80,000 power, double that of Jeremy who almost parred even Allen himself. He then glanced at the others, most of them ranging with powers from 20,000-30,000.

This sort of relieved Allen since Gwen only has 28,000 power. She was behind the three of them, with Gary having 32,000 magic power. But even so, Allen was glad that they were ahead of a lot of Hunters in Paradise.

"The only reason why he isn't in Eternity is because he doesn't have the money," Allen said. "His father was a Hunter and the man drowned their family in debt, owing the mafia three billion dollars. Wesley is still working to pay off that debt."

"Three billion?!" Jeremy gasped. "What kind of man is he? He's not normal."

"That's because he isn't," Allen said. "Wesley's father was a gambler and a prominent customer of the casinos in Haven. He gambled his money and even borrowed a lot more money and then suddenly vanished. He was also a candidate for Eternity. That was why he was confident in doing such borrowing."

"Dennis sure has deep connections," Gwen seethed. "He's a man we don't want to mess with or else he'll show everyone our photos while we're taking a bath."

They watched Wesley leap on top of one of the tall buildings of the camp. He was melancholic now even when he was grinning widely earlier. He held his blade to the side, a yellow sword with a thin bell on the pommel. 

"It's sad," Wesley frowned. "I have to kill you now."

The man vanished from where he was standing. This made the Serrata lean back and try to look for him, only to feel Wesley behind it. "Urk, urk."

"So, you can really speak, huh?" Wesley whisperer. "Speak for me."

"Humans. Die," the Serrata screeched. It raised its hands and conjured a gigantic ball of light. The light was so huge that it measured to a quarter of the size of the camp. "Humans. Die…"

Slash. Pierce. 

Wesley killed the Serrata by hacking his sword into its back, deeply burrowing the blade into its flesh until the tip reached the Serrata's chest. "It's you who is going to die. I'm sorry."

Tears fell from Wesley's eyes as the brightness from the giant ball of light slowly faded. He slolwy removed his sword from the creature, catching its body before it could fall to the ground.

"Wesley the Melancholic," Allen said. "A man who knows no emotion."

–

The group returned to the camp in hurry. They wanted to collect more information about what happened, and why such a powerful Serrata attacked a camp.

Usually, when Serratas attack, they would get inside the camp first. The creature hovers in the air, so they have no trouble passing through the tall walls of the camps. However, this camp was attacked first.

The Serrata fired a beam of light that destroyed the wall of the camp, then attacked on the inside. This was a new type of attack from the Serrata, not anyone in the camp knows why this happened.

"What would happen now?" Jeremy asked. "What will the organization do with this? First, Haven was attacked, and now this. The creatures are getting more and more enraged."

Allen looked at the man and stared into his eyes, as if he was communicating through their minds. Jeremy caught the message and nodded. They were planning on talking to each other about the extra powers they have.

"Wesley Day," a police officer bowed in front of Wesley. The crowd had formed around the man as he carried the corpse of the Serrata in his arms. "Thank you sir for saving the camp. I was so scared that it would be the end for us, but you saved us. Thank you so much."

Wesley grinned, "My job as a Hunter is to hunt. I was just doing my job, officer."

"Thank you," the officer cried. "Thank you."

Wesley laughed as he walked past the officer. The people in front of him stepped back to form a path for a man. Before he went away, Wesley glanced at a certain direction. His eyes met Allen and then he smiled and continued walking away.

"He looked here," Gwen whispered. "Do you think he knows?"

Allen shook his head slowly, "I don't know, Gwen. I don't know."

–

Allen was walking to Sebastian's unit when a guard blocked his way. "Sir, you are not permitted to enter the building."

"What?" Jeremy asked. "But we have a friend here. His name is Sebastian Lincoln, he's the one who lets us stay here."

"Mr. Sebastian is not here at the moment," the guard said. "The building does not permit outsiders to enter."

"But we're not–"

"Aww, the D rankers want the same treatment as an ascender?" a voice said from behind the guard. It was a familiar voice that irked Allen to his core. "How pathetic would it be?"

"Bryant, we didn't come here to fight," Allen said. "We only came here to–"

"To what?" Bryant crossed his arms. He tapped the guard's chest to let him know that he got this and that the guard should go now. When the guard left, Bryant turned to the group with a proud grin on his lips. "Hmm, I guess this should be enough so you should go back to your dump."

Gwen wanted to punch the man in the face, but Gary stopped her before she could. "Let's not stir a fight here."

"Let's just go," Allen said. "We don't have to do this here. We have things to do."

"Okay," Gwen sighed. "Let's go."

As the four of them walked away from the building, Bryant was laughing hysterically. The man was looking at the group with a disgusted look. "Pathetic."

Gwen was grunting while they went back to the building for D ranks. They saw the destroyed state of the building, sighing in frustration.

"I can't even believe that they didn't even try to fix this," Gwen groaned. "They couldn't find the budget in their very deep pockets to spare a few change here?"

"This is good," Allen said, making the others turn to him, all with expressions of disbelief. "Since we're plannint on showing off, we have to look as D rank in terms of physical appearance as possible. Let's show them our power and not our rank."

"Okay," the others responded. They were about to enter the building when it glowed with a dim green color. This made them raise their guard, but lowered it right after they saw Remy walk towards them.

"Allen told me about your plan so I got you evicted," Remy said. "Then we're going to fix this up just so they could see how much you have power."

"So…" Gwen trailed off. "Won't this get us in trouble? We're touching public property."

Remy raised a paper, "This will help you in case someone tries to trouble you."

"And this is…" Allen trailed off. "Oh, a permit? You got a permit? But how?"

"I'm Remy," the woman laughed lightly. "I can get it any time."

The dim green light faded which made them look at it, seeing the newly furnished building. It wasn't even like the old and shabby state of the D rank building before, it was like this was brand new.

"Good luck," Remy raised her hand and waved it as she disappeared into the dark alley.