Chapter 321: New Power

Chapter 321: New Power



Through the ajar door, Dakota slithered back inside her room with the Recording Pearl in hand.

It was hard to call it a pearl because it was as big as basketball, but luckily enough, it was quite light to carry.

"Here!" She handed it over to Adam. "This is what you wanted, correct?"

"Yes." Adam nodded. "Do you have any idea where Rawkshawn is currently?"

"No..." Dakota shook her head. "Can't you use your insane Kiryoku to locate him?"

"He'll know that I am here if I do so." Adam scratched the back of his head. "Do you have an overall idea where he could be?"

"Hmm..." Dakota paused, deep in thought. "It must be somewhere he cannot be discovered. He doesn't want anyone to know where he is."

"Auditorium." Adam concluded. "It is always empty unless there are some lessons."

"Mmh," Dakota nodded. "That seems like a logical place for him to hide."

"You two, just keep living your life normally," Adam said. "I'll suggest stopping any new tutorial groups from coming. You can put the tutorial on a pause, can't you?"

"Yes, I do have the power to do that." Dakota said. "But the Council of Mercenaries might contact me over it."

"No need to worry. Once I am done gathering good enough evidence, I'll go visit the Council of Mercenaries myself.

"I'll tell about Moriarty's betrayal and about Rawkshawn."

Dakota and Muriel nodded.

It made them feel better after hearing Adam's words. They trusted him to handle the situation.

"Cough..."

At that moment, Adam covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a little bit of black blood.

'Fuck.'

"The sickness..." Dakota's expression looked ugly. "I had hope that only the weak will be infected, but to think that even you did..."

"It was because I was at the heart of the sickness." Adam said, and he wiped the blood off his lips.

"If the tutorial-takers received 1% of sickness' corrupting power, then since I was at the heart, I must have received 100%.

"Now, Rawkshawn is here, so y'all should also be receiving that amount, but he doesn't want that. It'll make him obvious that he is here.

"That's why he isn't using his sickness on any of y'all anymore. Not that he needs to do that either way because everyone here is weak."

There were some renovations happening in the auditorium, but since it hadn't been finished yet, he had the perfect hiding spot.

The third day rolled over.

Adam was infinitely bored already and considered just letting the Recording Pearl record while he went to visit the real world.

However, when that thought came to his mind, the door of the auditorium opened.

Rawkshawn's and Adam's eyes immediately went to the door to see who entered.

A hooded man with straight, proud posture stepped through the door and closed it firmly

behind.

As soon as he was inside, he removed the hood and revealed his gold-blond hair of royalty. "Finally!" Rawkshawn's voice quaked across the auditorium.

"My bad for being late; it isn't easy for someone of my status to leave without anyone

noticing."

King Moriarty said.

'Now.' Adam moved the Recording Pearl to perfectly record the two. 'Expose yourself, fucker!'

"Do you have my reward?" King Moriarty asked as he approached the stage.

"Yes, I do, you greedy human." Rawkshawn stabbed his hand into his body and took out a

heart that was shaped like a fruit.

"This is yours, one of my three hearts."

King Moriarty took it to his hand and weighed it. "So, I'll just eat this?"

"Yes..." Rawkshawn narrowed his gaze. "It will grant the power you've so desperately

wanted."

"The power, huh." King Moriarty stared at the heart in his hand. "It will make Divine

Templar, right?"

'Divine Templar? He did all of this to become more powerful?' Adam frowned. 'High King has been the strongest any human has ever been. Now he is about to step into a territory of gods!'

'This is bad!'

King Moriarty looked at the heart, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed it whole.