43 Enraged Argon (EDITED)
After ending the call, Lysandra dialed Asher's number and waited.
Beep*. Beep*. Beep*.
But unfortunately, she had to end it in disappointment.
"Busy," Looking at his status shown on her phone screen, she sighed and mumbled, "Oh my, Little Ash, where are you?"
"Ugh, never mind. This case is important. After dealing with it, I will punish that naughty and selfish child." She was determined not to lose her grip on his fate. Lysandra pushed the documents away.
Soon, she messaged someone, and right after that, Officer Mitchell arrived in front of her.
"Go ahead and deal with that caretaker; be as harsh as possible and send him to that hellhole of a prison through the special teleportation. Also, inform the Argon boy, who was arguing for him. Make sure all the paperwork is tight. I want this to be done without any issues." Lysandra told him without wasting any time before returning her attention to other paperwork.
"Yes, Chief." Officer Mitchell saluted and exited her office.
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Argon was practicing his techniques in his special cultivation room when, all of a sudden, his attention was broken by phone notifications.
'Who can it be right now?'. With a complicated emotion, Argon hurried to unlock his phone to see the message he had received.
"Hmm." A crease emerged between his brows, and his red pupils shrank to some degree.
"Uncle Oswald's Investigation?" Opening the link shared, the bewilderment was written on his fair and handsome face.
And reading the details within the investigated file, his eyebrows furrowed.
Soon, his complexion became furious, and the fiery red aura started to flow, rise, and spread out like waves from his body. The killing intent started enveloping the area right after that.
"How dare they? Even when they told me that the investigation would be done with care, they just sent him to the worst prison. How could they don't even believe what the truth is and complete his case in just a few hours?" Argon cursed everyone responsible.
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He let out a loud roar in anger and frustration, as something like this never happened to him. Everyone always believed in him, and everything always went as he thought it would.
This was the first time for him to experience a loss, and it was a loss that he couldn't stomach as his caring uncle was going to suffer.
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Argon was feeling intense anger as he went inside the forest.
"It's all a lie! They just want to frame Uncle Oswald."
He thought about how his dear Uncle Oswald always used to smile whenever he made small things for him. He never yelled at him, even once when he was naughty and liked to go run outside their orphanage.
In the orphanage, they all treated him better, and Uncle Oswald was the kindest person he ever met.
So there is no way such a kind and honest man can commit those crimes. It's not his fault, and he won't let others deceive him.
But the rage faded just a little as more thoughts passed. He remembered his uncle telling him not to wander in a dangerous wild forest alone.
"Little Argon, this is very dangerous!! If something happens, I won't be able to handle it. Please don't wander in forests alone again. Okay?"
Oswald always tried to explain its harm. But sometimes, no, often he didn't listen and ended up going in and finding good things for cultivation.
"ARGGGG.".
An excruciating pain shot through his chest upon thinking about it, making his already emotional state much worse.
Soon, his expression became red and distorted. His pupils were filled with a fierce and strange glow and were almost spouting fire.
His heightened senses allowed him to smell and feel his burning odor, while the sensation spread over his entire face.
Noticing a wild Star Beast, he dashed towards it after pulling out his fiery sword. He willed it, and golden-red fire essence enveloped the sword.
Arriving in front of the beast in the next second, he beheaded it with a single fiery strike as the blood splashed on his face.
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