Chapter 182: It Was Just Business

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When Klaus returned from Hiroshi City, the War Goddess was already at his house, acting like she owned the place. She had practically moved in. Klaus's mother was happy to see her children back, but Klaus knew she was more excited about Hanna's safe return. Somehow, his mother has stopped worrying about him like she did before. She knew the white-haired brat would always find his way home—he was tough, after all. However, he knew a part of the reason was the war goddess who kept showing her some of Klaus's feats. This made her calm down a bit knowing his son is no weak warrior. But she can never stop worrying about him Klaus didn't stay to tease his mom or flirt with the War Goddess. He went straight into seclusion to check on something he had sensed when he slaughtered the people at the Everdark Hotel. Something had felt off. Once inside his soul sea, Klaus was surprised to notice that the Pentaface bead had changed—just a little—on the first face. Before, it had been a plain, emotionless face, a bit sinister but nothing unusual. Now, a small red rune had appeared, right on the forehead of the face on the bead. He had never seen it before. He tried to study the rune, but like always, he made no progress. It was frustrating. Still, something was different this time. He could feel a faint connection to the bead now. It was weak, but it was there, and that alone was enough to spark his curiosity. Despite not fully understanding the changes, Klaus felt an even stronger pull toward the Pentaface bead. He knew it was only a matter of time before he uncovered some secret hidden within it. After spending the whole day checking on things and asking the Senior for advice, Klaus finally left his soul sea and seclusion. He wanted to spend some time with his family—and now, the War Goddess was practically part of that family. Klaus didn't mind her presence at all. In fact, she seemed more relaxed and even happier when he was around. His mother liked her too, and she got along well with the maids, so everything seemed to fall into place naturally. Of course, Klaus didn't stop shooting his shots now and then, teasing and flirting with the War Goddess whenever he had the chance. But she always brushed him off with a smirk. But that didn't stop them from sharing a peaceful dinner, recounting the events that had happened in Hiroshi City. The next day, everything took a turn. Around 4 a.m., just a day after Klaus and Hanna returned, a piece of news broke out, one that shook the internet and the media, sending waves of tension through the city. In Hiroshi City, an unpopular hotel had exploded in the early hours of the morning, killing everyone inside. Official reports claimed that the explosion was controlled, reducing everything inside the hotel to nothingness. The media covered it like just another tragic incident, chalking it up to something routine—maybe an energy leak, a cultivation accident, or an attack. Buildings getting bombed wasn't unheard of in these times. But then, an hour later, a post surfaced on the dark web, and it sent chills through everyone who saw it. In the post were images—37 bodies with their heads severed, the heads placed neatly on the chests of the headless corpses. The captions attached to the post made it worse. The War Goddess crossed her arms, her expression softening just a bit. "Of course. If you're going to go on a rampage, at least give me a heads-up! I would've cleared my schedule." Klaus chuckled, shaking his head. "Next time, I'll make sure to send you an invite," he teased. Despite the absurdity of the situation, the War Goddess couldn't help but grin back at him. "You better," she huffed, her pout only making her look cuter in Klaus's eyes. It was a rare sight to see the fierce War Goddess, Fairy Miriam, act so playful. Klaus grinned, his mind already wandering toward shamelessness. "Fairy Miriam, why don't you let this younger brother of yours comfort you in other ways?" he teased, reaching out to take her arm, his grin widening. Before his fingers could brush her skin, she disappeared in a flash. "Playing hard to get, huh?" Klaus muttered, smirking to himself as he leaned back. "I guess I'll have to up my game." Klaus knew it was just a matter of time, but for now, he will keep things PG and hope she doesn't run off anytime soon. He still has two beauties currently in seclusion and another one currently unreachable. 'I guess the more the merrier...Lol,' Klaus smirked before falling back on his bed. Find your next favorite at m vl-em|p-yr ======= In a dimly lit room, a masked man sat, his face partially illuminated by the glow of a projection. On the screen were the gruesome images of the headless bodies, the tagline beneath them staring back at him. His expression was hidden beneath the mask, but his posture hinted at deep anger. Suddenly, his device beeped, shattering the silence. He tapped it, and another dark figure flickered into view on the projection. He didn't even have the time before a cold feminine voice came through the projection. "Talk," she commanded, her anger unmistakable. The masked man straightened, his tone careful. "Dark Lord, we are still investigating, but there is no concrete evidence yet. However, all signs point to one person." "Who?" the figure demanded, her voice even more venomous now. He hesitated for a second before answering. "Cynthia Ross."

Chapter 182: It Was Just Business

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