Chapter 40 - 40

"Won't you change schools after this?" Roger suddenly uttered, out of nowhere, dumbfounding Kyla slightly just when she was done with her cultivation.

She felt at ease while cultivating, and even though she was still unknowledgeable of the whole concept, she trusted her brother in this field as she had been observing him for a while. She knew where Roger went every day, and she knew that it was all because of the hoodlums in the area. She wasn't that thinking about it. She did just disregard it on the first day, but after months and patching up some rumors lurking in their school, she knew that the mysterious 30 newly awakened Awakens were from Roger's guidance.

She could feel proud, and knowing that all of the hoodlums had turned to the good side, she could just be relieved that the same process of gaining power was taught to her. But that is not where her trust really comes from. Even though she was just silent about it, the feelings still lingered where she treasured her brother the most, even though he had the ability to fight for himself. And so, that is where her trust came from.

"Why would you ask about that suddenly?" she asked, referring to the suggestion Roger made. It wasn't bad, but at least she had to know his reason.

"I will be leaving the school, and you also have the power and ability of one awakened. Even if you did not undergo an awakening process, you are still equal to them, so changing schools would be beneficial for you." Roger argued.

It is true that Kyla would benefit from attending a larger academy that can accommodate her needs as an Awaken. Not only academically, but also practically, where her abilities are more needed than mere numbers on a sheet titled "report card." Their current school isn't that great, and it still lies in the area where gangs are dominant, and even if Roger can teach her, he is not sure of what to teach Kyla since the applicable process and methods don't apply in this world.

Natural and organic ingredients are scarce in this world for such methods to be used on Kyla. At least if she learns in a school where they teach applicable knowledge to the current era, it would benefit her rather than harm her.

Roger's views and methods also don't meet the compatibility requirements in this world. It is for killing, and he wouldn't want to make his sister a killing machine.

"I see... I will mention it to Mom and Dad. And by the way, where are you going to study for college? Will you pursue being a civil servant or just a normal citizen?" Kyla asked.

Roger could not feel more blessed. His sister is talking to him comfortably, and he would go insane if he couldn't control himself. It was an achievement to be told this, and such a feat was kind of impossible for him since he wasn't sociable—sociable in the sense that he didn't read the emotional aspects of people. But he does read expressions in decision-making against someone.

"I do feel like being a hunter, but not a civil servant. I won't continue my college. Killing monsters is more profitable." Roger answered.

Of course, he didn't mean he'd be the one to go to the dungeons and kill those monsters. He have his people to task it to.

Kyla only nodded as they continued what they were doing earlier.

The pressure points that Roger released by pressing Kyla's back was what would help her in her cultivation. There were plenty of benefits from this and listing them would have needed a long scroll to be filled. But what was Roger's intention in releasing her pressure points? He wanted her potential to increase.

'I already know that I am not omnipotent, and even if I wanted my family to be safe, there would be times that they'd need to defend themselves. Mother and father don't have the energy anymore, and they have more worries. At least, in this case, I can manage.' Roger said it to his heart as soon as he left Kyla's room.

***

In the building of the Red Bulls, three individuals were sitting around a circular table. It is a cliche way of meeting for an organization, but for those who were only three present, it is greater than what others would think since it would show their expressions.

In an organization, a gang to be precise, there would be one who would act as the leader, and in a thug way, they are those who have the strength to trample those who are weaker than them. In terms of fighting skills, durability is what impresses the most, and that is the kind of person the leader of the Red Bulls gang is.

He was a war freak with big muscles from top to bottom, so tall that it was unexplainable to be compared to a basketball player. His skin was as hard as a rock, possibly even cemented in hardness. The hue of his complexion was light, and his hair was blonde.

This monster-looking person is none other than the leader of the Red Bulls, Mighty. He calls himself by that name, but his real name is unknown to everyone, and the companions around him also have their own unique and mysterious identities.

Even with all of those characteristics, Mighty is also known as a lustful creature who lavishes himself on the ladies he sees.

"Now, now, why do we always have to meet like this, Pherkas?" Mighty asked with his deep, unpleasant voice.

His hand was leaning on the arms of his chair as his chin was resting on the knuckles of his right hand.

On the other hand, Pherkas was someone who was known as the brain of the gang. Even though they were thugs, Pherkas's guidance is still needed as they don't just need brute force to operate their gang. And because of him, the gang successfully entered a drug cartel where Line City is one of the supplies' routes.

Pherkas, however, is slightly different from the other two's appearance. He hides his face with bandages, saying that it was from a scar from his past that he didn't want to remember. Also, he had an eyeglass but what is similar of him to the others is his aura that unexplainably tells that he is a maniac with a truly malicious mind.

"Do you accept that high schooler named Roger Wyles to control the Blue neighborhood? It is annoying for me, and there are two possible solutions for him. It is either to pluck him out with full force since that young man has the potential to be a leader who, for hell's sake, he controlled the hoodlums.. And the other one is to absorb him and use his ability and influence over the Blue neighborhood to trample the Green Falcons. Pick one?"