Chapter 111: Catch em

At first, Atlan didn't know why they were running away. Didn't they want to be saved?

But when he heard the soldier's voice, he finally understood why. It turned out that they didn't want to get caught and thrown into jail.

Lizzie told him that all non-essential Remedium travel was forbidden as long as the HeadQuarters still hadn't figured out why anomalies kept happening in the Remedium.

However, Obek Orioness didn't care about that and continued to host a party in their Pocket Remedium. He thought that the possibility of an anomaly happening was slim to none, that's why they didn't care about stepping into the Pocket Remedium.

But as it turned out, they should have heeded the HeadQuarter's warning. Something bad did happen. And now, there were people dead. Pseudo Canzers rampaged through the streets until a colossal Humanoid Wolf appeared and caused even more mayhem.

All of the surviving spectators that hid around the city for safety as well as the competitors both Genesians and Olympians, all ran away from the soldiers like they were Canzers. They knew that if they were caught, they'd be punished with an insufferable fate.

The Olympians may get a slap on the wrist, but the Genesians would get the full brunt of the consequences.

The soldiers ran in threes as they cornered the delinquents. Their batons buzzed as electricity flowed and streaked out in the air.

Everyone ran away from those batons, but one unfortunate man tripped from the rubble in the streets. He was already injured trying to run away from the Pseudo Canzers, so he couldn't escape fast enough.

The soldiers mercilessly hit their batons on the injured man. Electricity coursed through their veins and disabled his autonomy. He couldn't move. He couldn't even gather any energy in his Soul System to try and use his LifeSkill.

Not that he would. Fighting back would get him deeper into trouble.

The soldiers tied him up and carried him back towards the Colosseum.

Atlan looked around and saw at least twenty delinquents already imprisoned. The Olympians, on the other hand, turned themselves in and the soldiers made sure not to use any force towards them. They were given express instructions to not lay a finger on these visitors.

More and more soldiers flooded the streets in search of more delinquents to catch.

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Meanwhile, Atlan looked at the silver pellet in his hands. He knew that this would be his last chance to hit the colossal Canzer. He didn't hesitate.

He put the pellet in his slingshot and aimed up at the sky. He kept the parameters of the environment in his mind, making sure to account for the distance, the air resistance, the wind, and also the curvature of the pellet's trajectory.

This time, he wouldn't miss.

He let go of the pellet in his slingshot and it soared through the air and pierced through the black clouds. Atlan didn't even look at where it was going. He looked away. He knew that all of his calculations were correct.

Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps coming towards him.

"Hey you! Surrender now and we won't have to electrocute you. Trust me, it's better if you give up now."

Three soldiers appeared from the side of the street and slowly approached him.

Not only that, he also noticed three more pairs of footsteps behind him in stealth. They had him surrounded.

Atlan didn't move and kept his hands down. It didn't seem like he was going to resist arrest.

This made the soldiers feel at ease. They were going to catch him. Even if he tried to run, he would only find another three soldiers behind him.

Atlan didn't feel that worried. But just then, he felt a warm touch grasp his hands accompanied by a floral scent that filled his nose.

He looked back and was surprised to see a familiar golden-haired girl holding his hands.

"Yasmine?"

But her only reply to him was;

"Run."

With only that warning, she dragged Atlan towards the buildings in front of them. She used the sword in her other hand and sliced the door into multiple pieces, allowing them to pass through the building and onto the other street.

"Stop! You'll only make this worse for yourselves!" The soldiers tried to catch up to the two, but how could they compare to the speed of the S class genius Yasmine and the Star Porter Atlan? Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With their full speed, Yasmine dragged Atlan through the buildings as they evaded capture by the soldiers.

Atlan felt the warm touch of her hands. She didn't let him go even as they ran.

"Why were you just standing there? Don't you know that if they catch you, they'll still taser you and bring you in?"

Atlan didn't know anything about it.

"The punishment for a crime like this is a blacklist. You won't be considered for a mission for months or even years! And with no Training Hall Remedium, you'll stagnate in your training."

She looked back at him with cute annoyance in her expression. She was going to reprimand him for such indifference towards a punishment. But when she looked back at him, she only saw a smile on his face.

"Were you worried about me?"

A red tint appeared on her cheeks. She immediately looked forward and let go of his hands; she didn't want him to feel her body heat up when she looked at him.

"N—no, I wasn—I was not!"

She wanted to strangle him for thinking such things, but that would only put them face to face. She couldn't handle being so close to a rascal like him. It was too…intimate.

But just then, Atlan grabbed her shoulders and stopped her in her tracks. He pulled her closer to him and she could feel his body on her back and the warmth he exuded. Her entire face turned tomato red. She wanted to scream at him for moving too fast, but he simply put his hand on her mouth and held her even closer.