Chapter 280: What are Emotions(6)

Chapter 280: What are Emotions(6)

I turned around while hitting the straw dummy.

There was no one there. Johannas presence had also disappeared at some point.

Hmm .

Operation name, Strange, success.

I wiped the bloodstain from my lips.

Of course, coughing up blood is not a symptom of cancer. But, after all, I needed a visible symptom.

The situation itself was created as I had intended, but I wasnt sure if it had worked.

Would Johanna be able to feel the emotion I intended?

Could a person born into Libra change?

After putting down the wooden sword, I quietly looked at the straw dummy. I raised my eyes to quietly scan the entirety of the garden.

A strange sentiment arose.

Could my father have ever come to this place?

After a lifetime of loyalty to Libra, treated as nothing more than a lowly knight, and ultimately sacrificed by them

I wonder what my father's intentions were.

Why did he serve Libra?

Simply because his father, my grandfather, had served Libra before him?

Because our family was created to serve Libra?

I looked down at my hands. Calluses were embedded in every joint that gripped the sword.

These were marks that hadnt existed before my regression.

This entire world is filled with things I hadn't experienced before the regression.

As I walk a path completely different from the past, theres only one thought circling in my head.

I dont want to die.

Johanna finally met Zia. As Zia entered her room, she raised both hands.

lm sorry, sister

Johanna quietly looked at Zia, who seemed genuinely apologetic.

However, her thoughts were elsewhere.

The coughing.

The blood droplets trickling down onto the sandy floor.

The scene that wouldn't fade from her retina.

Sister?

Zia called out. Only then did Johanna look down at her sharply.

lm sorry

Why the hell did you run away?

lt wasnt running away I had things to do And I brought these documents to prove it

Zias voice became dull. It was as if she had swallowed water, barely audible.

Johanna barely managed to think about Shion Ascal.

Its nothing serious. It must be.

Maybe he just bit his tongue.

Or he was particularly tired today.

But if it wasn't that

Here I have records of my comings and goings

The hospital.

Shion Ascal frequented the hospital of Yu Hains. She thought he was attending in place of Zia, but if.

If it was his own injury.

Please look, sister If you see here

Zia pointed to several documents and explained, but Johanna couldnt see them. Nor could she hear her.

If she thinks about it, its actually normal for his body to be in bad shape. If he were in good condition, that would be more suspicious.

He had suffered too many serious gunshot wounds since the Golden Casino, and he had been overworked by Beckman.

It meant he hadnt had a proper recovery period.

His body had become weaker and weaker

Johanna clenched her fist. Suddenly, irritation surged, and she furrowed her brow.

Ugh.

Zia let out a startled yelp, but Johanna ignored her, gritting her teeth even harder.

Shion Ascal could very well be in pain. He might be suffering from some injury right now.

But, its not something to ponder for long.

If he coughs up blood just from swinging a sword a few times, if hes become that weak, then hes no longer fit to be a Chaser. His value is as good as trash.

Its an excellent turn of events for her.

Theres no need to possess him anymore.

Since his usefulness has plummeted.

Since theres no reason to expend her assets to own him.

After all, Shion Ascal, in his weakened state, will go on various missionsrecklessly without caring for his own health

And hell drop dead without anyone knowing.

Johanna bowed her head. Anger was boiling up inside her.

It was a strange feeling.

She heaved heated breaths.

When youre ready to acknowledge love, come find me.

The words of Yu Hains echoed in her ears.

But this isn't love. Love shouldn't feel this suffocating. The love she recognized, learned about, studied through various trivial mediums

lm sorry Sister.

Before she knew it, Zia had knelt down. Johanna looked down at her intently.

I understand.

She waved her hand dismissively.

You?

Youve never done this before. Have you ever gone to see a movie with someone from the company, Riley?

Youve been snooping on my texts.

Riley closed her mouth for a moment.

Denying it might just raise unnecessary suspicion.

lm planning to meet him a few times and see how it goes. Ive heard that the salaries in Dr. Vitos squad are in the tens of millions of Ren.

Planning to snag one and retire?

Dr. Killians starting salary seems like it might be ten times mine.

lts probably more. Hes got a big incentive contract. Dr. Vito, he might not look it, but he takes really good care of his squad.

l'm envious.

And she truly was envious. She might as well just stay sitting at a lab desk forever.

Whoever it is, theyll be better than that team leader, Bell.

Bell Moore.

These days, hes the eye of the storm.

Is it still intense?

You can feel it in your skin. Even though were here at the station.

Even Riley couldnt have predicted Bell Moores ambition.

No sooner had he become a team leader than he joined hands with David, an external team leader, and started making moves as if to say, Im aiming for the directors position.

lts going to be tough, for sure.

Definitely. I heard Gedley has proposed quite a brilliant scheme to Derek.

Jean took a bite of her bread. Riley shrugged her shoulders.

lm curious. What it is.

lm curious about you, Riley. How things will turn out with that doctor.

Jean wore a pleased smile, and Riley had a bitter smile on her face.

Its not for nothing, as Team Leader Jean is like this only during lunchtime. Outside of work hours, she might engage in various small talks, but as soon as its time to work, she suddenly becomes as cold as ice.

The separation between work and personal life is chillingly clear.

Ding-

A text message arrived just then.

Must be the doctor?

At Jean's words, Riley nodded.

[Ah, yes. Im fine with it. Whenever you have time]

Hes asking to see a movie together.

The next day.

Soliette and I went to see Sheron again. She was at the architectural office in the midst of construction for the new city of Bethune, Aventagher Newtown.

You seem busy.

Soliette and I walked around the office, taking in the scene.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

Sheron greeted us with a bright smile.

lts all thanks to you guys- Thats why I gave you a share of the equity, right?

Youre here, Soliette.

A heavy voice called out to soliette. It was Erick, who had just come out of the bathroom.

Yes. You said you had news.

Yeah. Theres news. Both about Knightmare and the developers of Bethune.

Soliette's expression turned grave in an instant.

Both sound like intriguing news.

ls the developer alive?

I asked about the developer first. Sheron looked at me with a fox-like grin.

I don't know if theyre alive or dead. But theyre here in Bethune. If they exist only in data form, then theyre dead, and if not, theyre alive

With that, Sheron pulled something out.

It was a map.

Here. Ive found the location of the lab where they researched Knightmare.

?!

Soliette quickly peered at it.

There are six places in total. Of course, theyve all been discarded, but there might still be traces left that werent completely destroyed.

The locations of the Knightmare research labs.

I hadnt been able to find them, so how did she?

How did you find them?

Sheron crossed her arms with pride.

I had the corpse of a Knightmare, remember? I filtered out the places with traces most similar to its 'frequency.

Frequency? What do you mean by that?

Soliette asked with an excited face.

The frequency of mana and souls. Probably 99.999% of the continent cant read it that kind of thing, but I can. Its my Spectrum.

Our, you mean.

Ericks words followed. He gave soliette a languid look, while Sheron glanced at him with eyes full of disgust.

ldiot Anyway. Like he said, both of us can do it, but we specialize in different areas. Im souls, hes magic.

Uh. Is it okay to just tell us about your Spectrum like this?

Soliette asked innocently.

lt doesnt matter. Even if you know, we dont have weaknesses like that.

I nodded.

As long as they dont explain what the frequency specifically is.

SO, you.

Suddenly, Sheron gave me a strange smile. She playfully flicked my sleeve with her finger.

Soliette's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Shion Ascal. Your frequency is interesting.

What about it?

I brushed Sherons fingers off. She then abruptly grabbed my wrist.

And with her eyes widened, she stared at me and said,

Your frequency, there are two of them overlap pi ng.