Chapter 107: Chapter 100 Giving a Rich Woman Face
“If you’ve been hurt enough, just use a pair of hands and gleefully cut it open…”
Igula, who hadn’t slept all night, let out a long sigh and jumped out of bed, ready to head out, but he suddenly stopped at the door.
“Why am I in such a hurry? Wouldn’t it be better if he were dead?”
Igula shook his head and, following usual habits, went back to take a bath. However, this time he felt none of the usual comfort and relaxation of bathing. After soaking for a while, he hurriedly dried himself and went to brush his teeth, preparing to activate the Revelation Technique Spirit.
But the prerequisite for triggering the Resonance of the Revelation Technique Spirit was to maintain a naturally calm mood, and Igula was currently a mess inside, so he had no hope for it. Yet, for some reason, the Revelation Technique Spirit still activated, leaving a line of words made of toothpaste foam on the mirror:
“Do not be too surprised.”
Surprised about what?
Could it be that Ash really died?
A chill ran through Igula’s heart. Seeing Gerard pay so much attention to Ash yesterday, he realized that the Hunter Captain had come for that unruly cult leader.
Though escorting prisoners and assisting in setting up the Blood Moon Judgement also fell under a Hunter’s duties, it certainly didn’t warrant the deployment of the head of the enforcement squad. With Gerard’s status, he could have refused any job he wasn’t interested in. Therefore, for him to come to Shattered Lake, someone must have caught his interest!
If it was just that, it would have been bearable; at worst, it meant Ash sacrificing his physical body. But Igula also unexpectedly learned that people like Gerard possessed legal immunity!
In the Kingdom of Blood Moon, the law is God’s will, and the rules are God’s desires—unbreakable, undeniable! Once you are proven guilty, whether you are an executive secretary, the Mayor of Kaimon City, or a wealthy businessman, you must be judged according to the law, no exceptions!
To this day, Igula could not forget the image on the Light Screen from thirteen years ago when he witnessed the nationwide Blood Moon Judgement at the foster home—the serene and elegant man torn into pieces by the Executioner!
That man was the Legendary Mage, ‘Silent Maestro’ Thels Gordo, a legend in the Kingdom of Blood Moon for nearly a century! A Four-winged Mage whose wings unfolded fully, nearly touching the Divine Realm!
Yet, even such a powerful being, as a price for defying the law, still had to endure the punishment of the Judgment Hammer!
From that day on, Igula was utterly convinced of the path he should take.
In the Kingdom of Blood Moon, true power came from understanding, utilizing, and controlling the rules; otherwise, even if you were strong, you were merely a slightly more robust ant in face of the laws established by the Divine Beings!
However, during his many years as an ‘Insurance Contract Officer,’ Igula stumbled upon the fact that a select few had legal immunity—even if they committed illegal acts, the law would not sanction them but rather, the Parliament and Church had to protect them, manage public sentiment, and quell any disturbances.
These individuals were extremely rare and had to meet two conditions: first, they must belong to the Blood Saint Clan or the Moon Shadow Clan; second, they must hold important positions!
The first condition was understandable; the Blood Saint Clan and the Moon Shadow Clan were the favored races of the Extreme Lord of Blood Moon, and most preferential treatments fell to these two races—no one complained. If you disagreed, you could just take the exam. Any race could transform into the Blood Saint Clan or the Moon Shadow Clan through passing tests, and research institutions and the Church recruited new clan members every year.
The second condition, the ‘important positions,’ was somewhat debatable, as in the eyes of most ordinary people, important positions were mayors of the Government Affairs Hall and members of Parliament. But that wasn’t actually the case.
The three most important institutions in the Kingdom of Blood Moon were the ‘Crime Hunting Hall’ with enforcement authority, the ‘War Zone’ responsible for suppressing the Abyss across various regions, and the ‘Cherished Church’ overseeing all orphanages, specializing in maternity hospitals, and responsible for population statistics.
A Church bishop, a War Zone Commander, and a Hunter Captain were the three most important positions.
The Church bishop was invariably from the Moon Shadow Clan, the War Zone Commander could only be from the Blood Saint Clan, and the Hunter Captain could be from either clan; thus, those with legal immunity were these three types of individuals!
Gerard Wesminster was indeed a member of this privileged class that could disregard the law!
This meant, even if Gerard went into the bedroom with Ash and then only he came out, Gerard wouldn’t face any punishments and could act as if nothing had happened.
However, many people in the prison felt that Gerard had probably just reminisced with Ash, and at most, the two might have a friendly exchange of sorts—the kind where Ash couldn’t fight back—and then it would be over.
After all, Ash was a dead man walking in the prison, and Gerard had no need to tarnish his reputation for this condemned man. To put it harshly, killing Ash would only dirty Gerard’s hands.
Igula felt the same way initially, but he suddenly realized something in the middle of the night.
The real issue wasn’t about whether Gerard wanted to, but if he could—why had Gerard requested to stay with Ash? He was assessing whether Ash had enough value to be worth his crime!
At that moment, Igula felt that Ash was doomed, considering Ash’s low emotional intelligence, underdeveloped brain, and infant-level expression management, Gerard might have killed him just for being displeasing to look at.
But isn’t this good? If Ash wished for death, he no longer had to fulfill Ash’s wishes…
Just as Igula was convincing himself while walking into the dining room, he witnessed an unimaginable scene: Ash and Gerard were having breakfast face to face, even chatting and laughing.