Chapter 285: Creating Ripples

Chapter 285: Creating Ripples

Eva Solvig waited on her starships prow, gazing over the planet of Hell in its entirety. Her mood was sour. Shortly afterward, a leonine with hints of gray on his fur stepped through space to appear beside her.

Commander, he began, this is

Silence! she interrupted him. What went through your head, Artus? You knew we were looking for Jack Rust, but you didnt think to inform us when he appeared on your planet?

It was my mistake, commander, Artus Emberheart bowed deeply. He wasnt completely subservientthe leonines never werebut he feared her nonetheless. He knew hed messed up. We thought we could apprehend him and present him to you as a gift.

So you thought it would be a good idea to waste the Hand of Gods resources to curry favor?

I would never dare, commander.

Not even for your personal grievances against him?

Artus paused. A moment later, he replied, Not even for that, commander. The leonines are many. The Hand of God, only one, and it has my unending loyalty.

Eva sighed. First Huali, now Artus. These C-Grades were making her life difficult, one after the other. Perhaps she should just let them go to war and be done with it.

The leonine remained bowed while Eva considered the issue. I scanned the planet just now, she said. No sign of them. I suppose you also completed your round.

Yes, commander. I personally flew over the planets surface to find them, but they have hidden well. I have my best D-Grades still looking.

Good. Keep them at it. Have them fly close to the ground and scan all caves across the entire planet. We must find them.

Yes, commander.

Another sigh. Hell was a large planetif they just sent D-Grades to scan it, it would take years, but there was a limit to how low she was willing to fall for a single D-Grade escapee. And even she could not command C-Grades into tedious menial labor. I cannot stay here forever, Artus. There is only so much time I can devote to any single leadeven though I can sense this Jack Rust is hiding something. Spare no expense. Find them.

Absolutely, commander. I will suspend all prisoner hunting and enlist every immortal on the planet.

Good. She looked in the distance, towards the void of space. What are the chances they escaped already?

Small. We know they did not access any of our teleporters, and we already apprehended their accomplice. Furthermore, we have detected no major space ripples across the entire solar system, and we had tripled our amount of patrols.

That other person that appeared, the Sage He used a high-grade spatial artifact. Are your subordinates trained to detect the spatial ripples of such devices?

They are not, but they are competent. I believe they would not miss it.

She threw him a side glance. For your sake, I hope that is the case. She then turned around, her white cape following soullessly in the lack of wind. Jack Rust is a wanted criminal with connections to the Black Hole Church. I expect you to throw everything you have at him the moment he appears, including yourself, and notify me so I can personally take charge of the situation.

You would act yourself, commander? the leonines eyes widened. Isnt that improper?

Do you know best, or do I know best? He cowered at her glarehed spoken out of turn. Still, she decided to do him a favor by explaining. The item we suspect hes stolen is of paramount importance. It is not impossible that the Church will send a full combat force to retrieve it. If that happens and I am not present, you will all die.

She more sensed than saw Artus gulp. Yes, commander. Thank you for your time.

Dismissed, she said tiredly, and the leonine disappeared. So did she, reappearing in her private room inside the starship. She sighed again. This was supposed to be a short trip, but it was dragging on

However, every cultivator who reached the B-Grade was in tune with the Dao. They had sharp instincts and intuition. And right now, the voice inside her was insisting that something was wrong with this man called Jack Rust. Even though she still had people monitoring Trial Planet, she was confident that the answer to the riddle hid with that man.

But why?

***The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

What is there to be concerned about? They have already left my tutelage. Even if I wanted to, I have no way of contacting them. Anything they do is up to them now.

Monsoon smiled, without it reaching his ears. I believe some may disagree. The Faction Leader has summoned us.

Us?

Yes. The Grand Elder of the Animal Kingdom tried to come in contact. Since we presently have no Grand Elder, they spoke directly to the Leader. I was ordered to come here so he could speak to us both at the same time.

I see. She did not think this would happen, but it was within her expectations. The leader was a man who liked to keep the balancehe would not easily pick a favorite in this battle for the Grand Elder position.

They didnt need to say anything more. They waited a few moments until an elderly-sounding voice rang inside both their heads.

Huali, Monsoon.

Greetings, leader, both thought back.

What is this Im hearing, Huali? You recruited a wanted criminal of the Hand of God who, along with your head disciple, is now slaughtering the immortals of the Animal Kingdom on Hell. How did you make such a mistake?

It was my lapse in judgment, leader, Huali replied. I take full responsibility.

You should. This is greatly harming our standing. The Animal Kingdom demands compensation.

Her throat tightened. Are we going to comply?

The elderly voice snorted in amusement. Of course not. The Kingdom is our enemywhy should we honor their demands?

You are wise, leader, she replied, inwardly sighing in relief.

If I may, leader, Monsoon intervened, wont the Hand of God force us to make amends? If the factions could send rogue cultivators against each other, the galaxy would turn chaotic.

They might. Thankfully, the main perpetrator isnt just a former disciple of the Exploding Sun, but also a wanted criminal to the Hand of God. Huali, I dont want to know what was or wasnt your idea. I want you to assist in capturing him. Give them any information you have. That young man has rendered us a great service, but we simply cannot stand against the Hand The more we help, the less they will demand of us. This is a blessing in disguise. I hope you understand.

Yes, leader, Huali replied without hesitation, because she did not intend to honor this command. The only way she could help was by surrendering Jacks spiritual companion to the Hand of God, but she couldnt stoop that low. Not to mention it wouldnt help them much either, which was why they never really pursued that line of questioning.

Besides, shed already hidden the presence of that brorilla from the Inquisitors. They thought he was with Jackand the chaotic Outer Planet was better protection for that beast than anywhere else in the galaxy.

Very well, the elderly voice replied again. I believe we have said everything that needs to be said, and we have not said the things that should not be said. Huali, you are in charge of this matter; dont create any more trouble for our faction. Otherwise, even if you are elected as the next Grand Elder, I will personally reverse that decision. As for you, Monsoon, be the face of our faction for a little while. At times like these, we need a steady hand to stay the course while the other slaps our enemies.

Yes, leader, both replied at once, and the voice withdrew, leaving them alone.

Well, thats that, Monsoon said, shrugging. I suppose the arranged duel is also canceled.

Well see about that, Huali replied, a glint in her eye. Even if Jack is a wanted criminal, he might be let off lightly when the Hand of God takes what they want. And even if he isnt, Im sure well find a way to settle things.

Monsoon caught her meaning immediately. Shol cannot defeat Qian, he said.

Before, he couldnt. But after this adventure on Hellwho knows.

The two Elders stared down each other for a moment before Monsoon averted his gaze upward. Time will tell, he said. I bid you goodbye, Huali. For the sake of our faction, I hope the Hand of God executes those criminals, as would be proper.

Of course, Monsoon. I agree wholeheartedly, she replied, but her grin spoke the complete opposite.

With a step through space, Monsoon disappeared, no doubt to prepare some plan of his own to counter hers, while Huali settled down to meditate again. The gears had been set in motion. All she had to do was waitand hope shed bet on the right horse.