Chapter 47 To the Mansion

47 To the Mansion

"Really? Blake's father?" one of the Defenders that questioned him couldn't help but feel bad when they heard the situation.

"He had the power to learn stuff from my blood. He could copy my brother's fighting style and could go toe-to-toe against me," Bradley explained. "As for the woman, she had the power to bring us so much pain that we just fall unconscious."

"Did you see the woman's face?" someone asked. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

"No, but she should be in her 30s if not 40s," Bradley said. "We should assume that she is also the mother of someone that was a Defender and died. I don't see why else she would agree to help the man."

"Hmm, this is serious," the trainer named Jerry said. "They must be working with people that were spreading the rebel ideas. We should inform the mayor."

"I'll go explain everything right now," Bradley said. "You guys should go and find out about the man. We should know which house he lived in, right?"

"We'll look up the info and go check," the Defenders said.

"Alright, I'll leave as well," Bradley said and started walking.

"Brother, wait. I'll come with you," Stanley said.

Bradley stopped and turned around. "You should remain here and rest. I'll go up and come down quickly," he said.

"You've lost a lot of blood. What if you fall unconscious on the way? Let me help you," Stanley said.

"Take your brother," Old man Sam cried out. "I'm not going to treat you twice this late if you end up hurting yourself."

After that, the two brothers left the headquarters and walked up the straight path to the mansion.

This was Stanley's second time climbing up these roads to go to the top. Walking between the 1st and 2nd quadrants at night, alone in the street with nothing but lamps showing them the way to the top.

Stanley waited for about 10 minutes outside in the dark while talking to the guard about various things regarding the mansion.

"So you haven't seen the entirety of the mansion either?" he asked the guard.

"It's very strict here," the guard explained. "Each person has a specific task and they have to stick to that task and that task alone. The regions inside the mansion are separated as such as well and an individual is allowed to go into only a few places."

"How many people do you see each day?" Stanley asked. "Are there a lot of people working inside?"

"On the contrary," the guard said. "There are barely any people working in there. But, I can't tell you the specific numbers, even if you are a Defender."

"That's understandable," Stanley said.

"Yeah, well I hope the mayor decides to employ more people soon," the guard said. "Even if it's just for his sake. He's so old that I don't understand why he's not employing people just to take care of him."

Stanley thought he knew the answer.

'Well, that's because he's not going to be a mayor for long, isn't it?' he thought. He imagined his brother as the mayor, living inside this mansion, and commanding the city.

'That would be great for him,' Stanley thought. 'I can only hope he beats George and Yasu somehow.'

If he were to be honest, George was probably most fit to be the mayor than any of the two. Even with his twisted personality, he truly cared about the town.

'Still, I have to support my own brother,' Stanley thought.

As for what he would do in the future, he had no idea just yet.

Bradley walked out of the mansion with the guard after informing the mayor, and the two brothers walked back down to the Defenders headquarters.