Death… And Me

Chapter 3012: Another Reason



Chapter 3012: Another Reason



Since there were still more members of the Gondel Clan to arrive, Kuslau and Ernan weren't in a hurry. They simply moved to a private room in the formations hall with Rean right behind. Rean couldn't help sigh, feeling bad for Kuslau, who helped him so much.

Meanwhile, Roan was flying through the clan, heading towards the outside. 'I will stay outside for now.'

Rean agreed with that plan. 'That's good. If there is a need to run, I can simply enter the Dimensional Realm and come out where you are. Still, isn't there anyone trying to stop you?'

'No,' Roan shook his head. 'There were a few guys who seemed to be watching the exit of my room, but they are dreaming if they thought they could follow me for long. I already left them behind.'

That made sense. Since Ernan knew Rean was Asterix and Roan Obelix, it was only normal Ernan also put someone to watch Roan. Too bad they were hundreds of years too young to even think about tailing Roan that easily.

Ernan, Kuslau, and Rean sat together in the room as Ernan began to speak. "So, Kuslau, even though I don't have the right to ask, I'm still curious. How did you manage to increase your disciple's cultivation that fast? Also, his sword skills were truly unbelievable. Even Diliy, the Sect Master of the World Splitting Sect, asked him to be his direct disciple."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Hahaha!" Kuslau laughed in response. "I wonder how I managed to do that indeed. Right, Rean?"

Rean's mouth twitched. Kuslau didn't know shit! And he was obviously angry because of that. "Ahem... Master, can I speak freely?"

"Absolutely!" Kuslau nodded. "Elder Ernan is a High Elder, so we can't lie to him. None of his disciples would dare to do such a thing, so why would you, right?"

Rean felt like several knives were piercing his heart. Kuslau sure knew how to make him feel bad. "Ri...Right... Basically, I used the Breakthrough Pills Master prepared for me."

Ernan was surprised to hear that. "I found out that you used the Foundation Breakthrough Pill. But to think you would do such a thing and use Core Formation and Core and Soul Formation Breakthrough Pills as well..." Ernan looked at Kuslau disapprovingly. "As an elder of the Gondel Clan, you should know better of the consequences of those pills. Rean here obviously has such a great prospect. How could you let him do it."

Kuslau quickly apologized. "It was indeed my mistake. How could I, Kuslau, not have told Rean about the risks of the pills? Right, Rean? I'm such a terrible master. Your master truly regrets not having told you that in the past."

Even Rean was finding it difficult to hold his shame inside to the point that his face reddened. The embarrassment was just too hard to bear, even for an old monster like him.

Kuslau had told Rean many times about the risks of the Breakthrough Pills. The fact Rean was in the Core and Soul Fusion Realm proved that Rean simply didn't hear his advice at all. Well, Rean didn't use any pills, to be fair. It's just that he couldn't tell the truth to Ernan there. "Don't worry, Master. I have a good constitution, so my foundation is still very sturdy. But I won't use any more of them. I promise."

"Hmph!" Kuslau snorted, but he didn't insist on that topic. He would use his sweet time later to inquire Rean about everything. Instead, he turned his attention back to Ernan. "In any case, elder Ernan, how come you managed to track Rean. Sure, you could use his CD, but what gives you thought about trying it? Was it the queen's request? You are the one responsible for the Werldlem Communication System in our Clan, after all."

"Actually, it was the queen's assistant request," Ernan didn't lie. "Senior Karev requested the various powers of our country to look into Asterix and Obelix origin. He provided their CDs' IDs to everyone so we could track them if necessary. I added their ID into our Clan's Network, not thinking much of it. Imagine my surprise when my subordinates came to me, saying Asterix and Obelix's IDs were detected inside our Clan."

Rean and Roan immediately understood. Rean had got rid of the trackers Karev put inside their bracelets, the same bracelets that hid the fact the twins were not cultivators from this planet. Karev wanted to know where the twins were at all moments, so he probably did that once he lost track of them.

'He sure is afraid we will leave the planet without him, uh?' Rean commented through their

connection.

Roan didn't seem to care. 'Whatever. It is our fault for not considering this possibility. Probably even Karev himself didn't expect we would be found. We can call him later and reassure him that we will keep our word.'

'You seem quite forgiving, no?' Rean couldn't help but point out.

Roan shrugged. 'Did you forget who we asked to go after the Salite Roots on the extreme north of the Planet?'

'Karev...' Rean obviously didn't forget.

'That's about it,' Roan continued. 'We still need him, so there is no point getting angry now. Just see what Ernan wants and try to deal with Kuslau. I'm quite far from the Clan already, so if you need to escape, just enter the Dimensional Realm.'

'Alright,' Rean was happy enough that they had a sure-fire plan in case things went south.

"I understand, senior Ernan. So, why would you come after me then? Should you have just reported to Karev?" Rean asked, curious.

"Of course, I already reported," Ernan confirmed Rean's words. "But then again, I couldn't possibly let go of the chance of meeting one of the twelve winners of the festival, right?"

"So that's how it is," Kuslau nodded. "Well, thank you for the visit, Elder Ernan. If there is nothing else, Rean and I need to talk about what just happened. No one was supposed to have found out about it, after all. Right, Rean? No one! Right?"

Rean scratched the back of his head. "Yes, master..."

Kuslau and Rean got up, preparing to leave. However, Ernan stopped them. "Just a moment. There is one more reason for me to come to see you two."


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