Chapter 50
Before the Wolf's Night began, Seol was gathering information on Chao.
However, he couldn't find any information about her. Seol was now confident that she hadn't returned to Nobira after visiting the laboratory. After all, the glass he broke in the manor she rented as her research room was still untouched, and there were no traces of anyone coming after him.
'There are no witnesses either... I'll check tomorrow as well, but if there still aren't any clues, I'll just have to rely on whatever material is left in the research room for my clues.'
Results aren't always guaranteed because you put in the effort.
- How is he still not tired...?
- He's a serious workaholic.
- He's not resting at all!
- There's an old saying that the people who work the hardest aren't beginners but the best...
- It's not wrong haha
Before Seol returned to his outbuilding, he first entered a bar he spotted on the street.
A part of the reason was that moderate intoxication was the perfect way to relieve some fatigue, but another reason was that he was hung up on something.
'Why do they keep following me?'
Someone had been trailing him.
Seol wasn't completely sure when he first left the outbuilding but became confident they were trailing him the moment they followed him all the way to the manor where Chao's research room was.
'...Who is it?'
Kibo? Heka's faction?
Or someone related to Chao?
Seol entered the bar to see their reactions.
"Bwahahaha! Make sure to spare the time!"
"Are you really going to take me again?"
"Have you been lied to all your life? I like the way you work so come back next time, alright?"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
It was loud in the bar.
The two-story bar was filled with the sound of multiple conversations.
One of the workers approached Seol.
"What would you like to order?"
"Grilled eggplants, and..."
"O-Oh my god..."
The worker stopped taking Seol's order and hurriedly returned to the kitchen in shock.
Seol, surprised, turned around. He then realized that the people around him all turned silent as well.
Someone entered through the bar's entrance.
It was a monster-like man who looked even bigger than Kibo.
The man had unkempt hair that reached down to his shoulders. There was also a sour odor of unknown origin that came as he entered the room.
'...it's the smell of blood.'
However, the smell of blood pierced through the man's disgusting smell.
How many lives does one have to kill for them to smell like blood?
"I-It's Heka..."
"Heka? Fucking hell..."
"Run... Run!"
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