Free Web NovelChapter 148: Clana Ordeal [3]
Chapter 147
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Episode 33 - Clana Ordeal [3]
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Boom!
A deafening explosion struck Zoey and Alessia.
The space around them was completely dark.
They were trapped inside an Zone of Isolation.
About an hour earlier, shortly after that old man had appeared behind them.
Someone had managed to trap them inside a Zone of Isolation.
Now they were fighting that person, and he turned out to be an incredibly powerful Class 7 villain.
Even when both of them used all their strength, they barely managed to injure him.
Meanwhile, the two girls had suffered severe injuries and had grown weaker due to the massive loss of blood.
Blood gushed from Zoey’s abdomen as she held it tightly.
She had suffered a deep wound, and her complexion was extremely pale.
At this rate, she could die within a few hours if she did not receive treatment.
Meanwhile, Alessia had lost her right arm and, like Zoey, had lost an enormous amount of blood.
’Alessia, we can’t escape. At this rate, we’re going to die.’
Zoey’s voice reached her ears. Alessia looked at her and noticed that Zoey was growing paler by the second.
Her eyes looked exhausted, but she wasn’t the only one.
Alessia’s hands trembled as she gripped her sword.
She clenched her teeth tightly as she stared at the man in the distance.
’No, we have to escape. What will happen if we don’t return to the others? They could die.’
They had confirmed that there might be a robbery at the auction.
Naturally, the culprits might end up discovering the members of their Club.
And the members of their Club were not ordinary cadets; some of them were children of the Five Houses, and even the future Saintess of the Holy Church was among them.
’I know, but unless someone else intervenes, there’s nothing we can do.’
’Let’s think of a solution first.’
Alessia did not want to waste too much time arguing with Zoey.
First, she needed to find a way to survive.
The important thing was avoiding death.
At the very least, that would give them a better chance of surviving and somehow returning to the members of their Club.
’I have to get back no matter what. If we die here, they’ll die too.’
Alessia tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword.
’Damn it, if only we hadn’t gone in.’
Perhaps, if it hadn’t been for that old man’s sudden appearance, everything would have gone smoothly, but shortly afterward, the person standing before them now had appeared.
He was a man wearing a black mask, a black tuxedo, and neatly styled hair.
He carried a weapon that was rarely used.
A scythe with a crescent-shaped blade.
’I’ve never fought an opponent like this before...’
She cursed inwardly as she looked at the scythe.
Then, a voice echoed throughout the Zone of Isolation.
Alessia and Zoey looked at the man as he began to speak.
"Don’t overthink it. I won’t kill you right away. I was ordered to keep watch over you personally. I only need to learn a few things, so I’ll be taking you somewhere."
Alessia and Zoey said nothing, but upon hearing the man’s words, they almost instantly let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
’At least we have a little more time.’
Alessia told Zoey.
’But what if we can’t escape? It sounds like they want to torture us for information.’
’We’ll deal with that when the time comes, but at least we’re not going to die right now.’
Alessia breathed a little more calmly.
’But we’ll bleed to death in a few hours if we don’t do something.’
’Let me think of a solution.’
However, Alessia and Zoey would eventually regret not dying at that very moment.
***
Outside the Dome.
Veronica was leaning against a wall. In front of her stood a large black dome.
It reflected the crimson light of the red sky and the blood moon.
Several people walked through the streets, entering and leaving the shops.
The place was crowded. Meanwhile, Veronica kept her eyes fixed on the dome.
Shortly afterward, she took out a pocket watch and checked the time.
’About ten minutes left.’
Her expression was stoic behind the mask she wore. A moment later, she put the pocket watch away and crossed her arms.
’Hello, hello...’
Suddenly, a voice reached her ears.
It was Alessia’s voice. Shortly afterward, Julian was the first to speak.
’Leader, something happened.’
Alessia’s urgent voice said:
’Zoey and I are in trouble. We were captured, and now we’re locked up in a prison beneath the Dome.’
’What do you mean by that, Leader? Did they really capture you?’
Rinna was the next to speak.
’Sorry, we were captured, but Zoey and I are looking for a way to escape. However, don’t try to come here. We’ve confirmed that there will be a robbery at the Auction, and Black City will probably descend into chaos, so I need you all to stay away from the Dome and gather somewhere safe.’
’What about you, Leader?’
Julian asked, and Alessia replied.
’I’ll be fine. I just need a little time to escape, but you’re not strong enough. I need you to find a safe place.’
’Alright, but you have to come back.’
’Ha, ha, don’t worry. We’ll be fine.’
Alessia stopped speaking. Meanwhile, Veronica remained silent.
She frowned as she felt a headache beginning to form.
’This is troublesome, isn’t it?’
Things had deviated slightly from the plan.
Originally, none of them should have been there.
Only two people were supposed to be in Black City: Adel and Clana.
Instead, somehow, she had been unable to stop the entire Anti-Villain Club from getting involved.
’What should we do now?’
She looked up into the air, and shortly afterward, a screen appeared floating before her with words written on it.
〖■■■■ Says not to do anything; unexpected events may make things more difficult, but there haven’t been many changes.〗
’But is this really okay?’
〖■■■■ Says it’s fine, and in any case, he can now see the past, present, and future. If something happens outside his expectations, he can find a solution ahead of time.〗
Veronica let out a long sigh and looked at the Dome again.
’Alright, but if something goes wrong...’
Her thoughts trailed off.
***
The Auctioneer’s voice echoed powerfully as he snapped his fingers.
"The fourth item is the Robe of Immortality, the Relic obtained by the first leader of the Church of the Black Dawn."
"Its starting price is one trillion gold coins."
Clap!
A mannequin appeared wearing a black robe covered in intricate, strange patterns. freёwebnovel.com
It was elegant, with golden edges; the fabric did not appear to have a single scratch.
It emanated the strange energy that Relics normally radiated.
At first glance, it did not seem like much for a relic; it looked like an elegant robe with a dark theme.
Yet at the same time, it seemed like something everyone wanted to get their hands on.
As if something were telling them to obtain it as soon as possible.
Clana looked at the robe. Like everyone else, she felt the urge to obtain it.
But she quickly shook her head and realized why she had those thoughts.
’An Ego Relic.’
One of those exceedingly rare relics capable of using their own effects without the need for a bearer.
Ego Relics usually possessed thoughts and consciousness of their own.
’This is the first time I’ve seen an Ego Relic.’
Fascination crossed her face; however, shortly after the competition to obtain the robe began, her excitement faded.
The robe had already surpassed ten trillion gold coins.
A ridiculously high amount, yet one that was expected.
Normally, no one would put an Ego Relic up for auction.
It had unique characteristics that made it special and, at the same time, powerful.
Clana clicked her tongue inwardly.
’A valuable relic.’
She had finally found one that would actually be useful to her, but its price was rising far beyond her budget.
She could not afford such a large amount of money.
And she certainly did not have that much money.
’Well, what can I do? It’s always been like this, hasn’t it?’
Nothing ever goes right for her.
Whenever she searched for something or tried to achieve something, something would always happen, and she would fail to obtain what she was supposed to accomplish.
Whenever she thought she had good luck, it turned out she had just as much bad luck.
Whenever she believed she was about to achieve something, she would suddenly lose everything.
Somehow, everything always went wrong for her no matter how well she planned it.
Clana rubbed her temples as fatigue began to bother her.
Feeling a great mental exhaustion as frustration gnawed away at her.
’Damn it, I should have saved more money, but those bastards always manage to cause me losses.’
The robe had already been sold for some time.
For a price of twenty trillion gold coins, no less.
Shortly afterward, the Auctioneer spoke, his voice unleashing great excitement.
"Finally, I have the honor of presenting the final item of this decade’s Auction."
"An item that has remained a mystery to all of you until now, but one that you know will be the greatest treasure of the last centuries, or perhaps even since the founding of Black City."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item, although incomplete and missing one piece, will definitely not disappoint you."
Clap!
The Auctioneer snapped his fingers, and soon an altar appeared.
Resting upon the altar were seven rings as black as ink.
"Now I present to you the Eight Rings of Origin, rings once worn by the Eight Progenitors."
The Auctioneer’s words left everyone present at the Auction in absolute silence.
