Blood Evolution System Chapter 113
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Inside the lair of evil, John, Leilani, and Varth stood side by side, looking at the tree of evil with a satisfied smile forming on their face.
They were certain that Vincent has successfully shattered the heart of the Tree of Evil, killing it in the process. After all, the vines blocking their way to the exit and the branches attacking them have dissolved into black smoke made out of negative energy the moment the monster died.
"What is taking him so long?" John said as he raised his head to look above the head of the tree of evil, wondering why Vincent hasn't come out of the heart of evil.
"Hmm, maybe something wrong has happened?"
"Let's go check it out," Leilani said in a worried tone before she sprang forward, heading towards the Tree of Evil.
John and Varth nodded, following her as they were also worried about Vincent.
After a few moments, once they reached next to the Tree of Evil, Vincent stepped down from its body with Lisa held in his hands, approaching the members of his group in silence.
The eyes of the three members of his party opened wide in surprise as they stared at Vincent and Lisa with an expression of bewilderment. Who is she? How come a girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere? How come she seems alive? Maybe the Tree of Evil didn't kill her and has been housing her? What the hell is going on here?
A lot of questions popped up in their mind.
The only person who could provide them with answers was Vincent.
He looked at them with a solemn expression.
His eyes were still glowing crimson, showing that he was experiencing intense emotions.
The intense emotions that even his innate racial trait couldn't suppress were the purest forms of anger and murderous desires.
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His eyes were overflowing with killing intent as he wanted to kill the bastards that betrayed their race for profit.
Similarly, he was angered beyond belief because of the negligence of the officials serving the Empire and the Federation. If they had done their jobs properly, the slave traders wouldn't have been able to use an orphanage as a disguise to sell children.
"What's wrong? And who is she?" Leilani asked as she felt that something was bothering him.
"It's a long story," Vincent said as he looked at them. From the expression on their faces, he could tell that they wanted an explanation about this situation. He began telling them about what happened after he shattered the heart of evil. He told them about Lisa and the things he has seen in her memories, as well as the orphanage involved in human trafficking.
After a few moments, once they heard his words and came across the ugly side of the mini-world Xavier, they felt sorry for Lisa and the other victims of the human traffickers of Leslie. The orphanage which took advantage of war and the orphans to make a profit also disgusted them.
"What a poor girl." Leilani gently patted her head.
"How can such bastards even exist in this world?!"
Leilani and John found it hard to swallow that someone could treat children in such an inhumane way.
It was so inhumane that even hearing about it has caused them to feel shocked to the point where they felt disturbed and disgusted.
"What should we do about them?" Leilani said as her hands balled into a fist. She wanted to beat the crap out of everyone involved in human trafficking.
"Isn't it time for them to vanish from the face of Xavier?" John said as he looked at Vincent. Even though he was a happy-go-lucky guy who wouldn't trouble others or participate in fights if there's no need to, he couldn't sit back and relax in this situation. He wanted to do justice to the ones that have suffered up to this date by destroying the orphanage in Leslie and killing the masterminds running it.
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He didn't mind getting blood on his hands as long as he can stop them from harming and taking advantage of innocent orphans.
Vincent looked at John with a gaze of approval, as he shared the same desire.
"That sounds just about right in every way. Let's eradicate them today," he said with a murderous smile.
Vincent's anger showed no sign of decreasing. Instead, it continued to increase as he thought about the scums living in luxury in Leslie.
"Alright." Leilani and John nodded.
At that very moment, a calm voice sounded in their ears.
"We won't be doing anything. Before you shoot me down with questions and angry stares, listen to what I have to say."
He stopped them from directing their anger at him before speaking with a calculative shine in his right eye. "First off, we are too weak to fight against an organization. If a level ninety or above combatant is running the organization behind the scenes, we'll die a miserable and useless death. Don't decline this fact. Secondly, I am certain that the officials of Leslie are involved in human trafficking. There is no way such crimes can go unnoticed if high-ranking officials aren't involved. If we go without a plan, we will be labeled as criminals and thrown inside of a jail or worse, killed in action."
Hearing his words, they realized how wrong they were to think of charging head straight to the city of Leslie and take down the orphanage. Doing such a thing wouldn't end well for them as there was a high chance that the officials and the guards of the city of Leslie working for the human traffickers will try to silence them. There was also a high chance that the human traffickers have powerful combatants among their ranks, ones who could kill them in minutes.
"I am also angry at the corruption of the city of Leslie, its people that didn't do their jobs properly, allowing scums to treat children like sellable meat. However, we can't do anything about it."
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