Chapter 29 - 29

"I think it will be much easier to know without making any fuss over it. You don't have to know about them; they are just pests for you." Scar said while Roger was containing himself.

"Pest? Yes, they are. But I still haven't had my revenge. My mother was hurt. Let me remind you that before I take your life." Roger retorted, slightly leaking some of his killing intent that eventually chilled Scar's spine.

With the mild nervousness he was experiencing, Scar simply gulped. He had some knowledge of Roger's background, even if he didn't know who he really was.

Roger was an average student who was bullied by the way others perceived him. However, after being involved in an accident and falling into a coma for two years, he awoke and changed his appearance on campus.

After reclaiming his class from a bully, he began to gain popularity at school. Even if this was quite prevalent among teenagers, it was not the case with the Green Falcons.

Roger was a familiar face to them. It came from Taylor, who had tagged Roger due to a commotion. Taylor was a gang trainee who was planning to join them after high school.

However, because of Roger's event, Taylor failed his trainee days, and Roger eventually had a grudge with them because of some chaos that happened in the Blue neighborhood where he lives.

That's why, when he discovered that some hoodlums from the Green neighborhood were extorting in his neighborhood, he attacked the Green Falcons, who controlled the Green neighborhood. That is when they saw him as a peace fanatic.

That wasn't the end of the story. He also formed his own gang, which has over 30 members and is still unknown, but all have some unusual and strange identities.

Apparently, all of them were Awakens and registered hunters, which made the Green Falcons realize that they must not really underestimate the Blue neighborhood. And after it was useful information for the Green Falcons, they didn't spread it.

But why didn't they spread it to scare others? Well, the boss of the Green Falcons, who is Mr. K, was a serious and strategic person. He got an idea of making the Red Bulls step on a mine since he was suspecting that the Red Bulls might use the Blue Neighborhood just to defeat them.

But, since sandwiching them wasn't possible, this information was classified as the most confidential since they had to establish a good relationship with the Blue Neighborhood for their own benefits.

Scar was well aware of it, which is why he wasn't offering Roger obvious assistance. Instead, he was pulling him slowly to have an alliance or a relationship with them, even though they knew that Roger was enough to trample the Red Bulls.

All of it was for their benefit.

Roger, on the other hand, was still underestimated. He's only in high school. Even if he is adept at fighting, the trouble of the adults will not be a nice playground for him.

However, they made the mistake of attempting to act sneakily in front of Roger. He could tell since all of the proposals were in the best interests of the Green Falcons.

"You can let them enter your neighborhood and let them ponder why their people don't return. After that, they would send more people just to know it, and things would be the same. They'd lose their people, eventually causing their numbers to decrease." Scar said.

"And that would be the best time to attack the Red Bulls." Roger continued, following with his eyes squinting at Scar.

Scar anxiously nodded to Roger's words, and while he waited for Roger's next words, he flinched in surprise when Roger suddenly appeared before him.

"I don't like mind games, Scar. Do you know why last time I came here without thinking of a cunning plan? It was because I had the ability to trample your gang. If I were you, I would tell you anything about the Red Bulls' most basic information and their secrets as well."

"Because if you don't, I will help the Red Bulls take over your gang, and that will be the time I will execute my plan. You like devious styles, don't you? I can do it too." Scar gulped in dread.

"I didn't mean to put it that way."

"So you weren't trying to say that I misunderstood it? Or you didn't have any idea about it? I see... So you want to benefit from this situation that your gang has created. Don't worry, I won't be needing to ask for information from you."

Roger turned his back to Mark, dumbfounded by how Roger used the situation to his advantage.

"Wait. What does that mean? You won't be going to help us?" Scar asked.

"Why would I? Even if you can help me, I won't be going to help you if you even have a grudge against us. Oh wait, we're already quits, but right now, another grudge has emerged. Thank you for the hospitality, Scar."

"If you say it in that way, we won't have another choice but to send a backfire. You know that we are also a gang. Don't underestimate us, Roger Wyles."

Roger took a pause at Scar's threats. He then smiled at him with some uncertainty behind it.

"I am not scared. I already said that I am enough to handle anything about games that aren't mind-related. However, even with how big your group is, I can pluck the roots on my own. I can even absorb your power over Green neighborhood."

Then Roger totally left the building of the Green Falcons. Even others were confused as to why Roger was leaving already.

"Hey, do you think something happened with that high schooler big boss?"

"I don't know. Perhaps they were just talking about something? There's nothing necessary to talk about; they are all at the top while we are at the bottom. Why would we care?"

"Yeah, you're right. I think it's best not to pry into them. They're too much for us."

Roger returned to the Blue Neighborhood with some of his people, holding a number of captives. He approached them and inspected their faces and even their inner energy. They all have nothing but muscles, and even a smidgeon of mana is missing.

He clicked his tongue at what he discovered and then faced Mark, who approached him as soon as he arrived at the vacant lot.

"Was this all? Did you ask why they suddenly made a move on sandwiching the Green Falcons?" Roger asked.

(A/N: Some of you may not know what the term 'sandwich' is. It is to insert or squeeze (someone or something) between two other people or things.)

"They don't know. They were just sent by some of their superiors." Mark answered.

"Get it. Just don't send them back to the Red Bulls. I have something to ask of them.." Roger said, with a hideous smile on his lips.