Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 642: Not paid enough [1/2]

Despite my gratitude, the other {Fates} no longer spoke. My party watched in horror and amazement as George was basically printed from head to toe. Feeling that it was my responsibility to find out what had happened, I asked for some privacy.

"Could everyone please leave us? I need to talk to Mr. Clay. Alone." Enjoy more content from novelbuddy

At my words, the rest of my group bowed and walked out. Even the Sirens followed suit. They walked towards the battlements to give us some space. Of course, even from this distance, I could see and hear everyone, even though we were no longer in the same room.

"D. D... I’m scared..."

"Don’t be, Pix. Just think, that anyone who needs help, the Lord can heal back to tip-top shape."

"You’re right. My lord is like a priest! He can heal any injury! Well done, my lord!"

As usual, my {Vassals} took things one step at a time. The adventurers on the other hand...

"Leo...the things my lord does...it is almost on the level of a god!"

"Yeah...I know..."

"We can save them, right? If he is with us? I thought all these stories were exaggerated! But if anything, they are downplayed instead!"

Leo and Nyda were talking about things I found annoying. I certainly did not want to be worshipped as a god. Noelle would kill me if I were to do such a thing.

Meanwhile, my girls were analyzing a digital map of the 30th floor as they walked.

"There’s just too much ground to cover, even if we use Husband’s switchblades. I can scan the area, but I am not confident that I can find every enemy."

"I would have to agree, even if Liv and I helped its a waste of time. And with only three of us here, it is impossible to connect the entire floor. But I would like to try to regain order on the lower levels."

"Maybe Beloved can use {Restore} on the bodies outside? Jo gave me {Announce} assignments, but I am not good enough to control a hundred bodies. I can do two at most. And that is because of {Limitless}."

"Indeed. If only we had Bella or Jo, creating an army would have been easy. For now, we should concentrate on getting to the 31st floor. George can call Administration for reinforcements anyway," Jasmine explained.

Lilly adjusted her cap as she sighed in annoyance.

"And risk being executed? From the looks of the fortress, Administration should already know. There are far too many protocols that should have informed them of the situation.

"The fact that it hasn’t been reported means that someone in Administration is deliberately covering up the situation. If George suddenly asks for help, it would only let the traitor know that his lies have been exposed".

"What should we do then, Lilly? This whoreson has sold his honor to help the enemy. And such scenes as we have seen may already be happening on the lower levels. How is it possible that the Specters are still unaware of what is going on? North America is far too lax," Liv complained in anger.

"Hold your tongue, Liv. It is easy to complain when you know nothing. Having many under you carries such risks. The Specters are too busy fighting on the front lines to notice. I agree that there are problems, but to say that the entire battlefront is lax is insulting!"

"I’m sorry, Lilly. You are right. I am pushing my definition of what needs to be done when even my own country is in ruins. Please forgive me sister, I meant no offence. In return, I will devote my body to helping you."

Jas then stepped between Lilly and Liv, pulling on both of their hands.

"Liv, don’t say such things. Our bodies belong to our {Kindred}. Only he should be the one to whom we all devote ourselves. Princess, I may not like North America, but it is the land that gave birth to you, my sister, and Husband, my {Kindred}. I will help where I can."

"Fuahahahahah! How amusing! You all act as if I am still part of the White Guard. I appreciate the gesture, but my loyalties lie only with Dearest, our family, and Hellsend. The only reason I want to help North America at all is because not doing so would put us in danger. Do not worry, sisters, I am not as afraid as you might think."

It was so nice to hear them get along. But her words were true, we were in a dilemma. We had to save Evelyn, but the fact that the 30th, 31st and 32nd floors might already have fallen was a huge problem.

I was still standing next to George as he continued to heal. He now had both arms and was close to regaining his knees. The Phantom, called Iron Wolverine, looked like a battle-hardened bastard.

His face looked like it had been clawed by monsters and his body, while not bulky, was muscular. I would say he was a little over six feet tall. Even though he had been created from scratch, his entire body was covered in wounds.

He was currently wearing a stupid looking shirt and had a towel around his groin. Jas tried to keep his modesty as he waited for his body to recover. Although as he looked around, I immediately noticed the blank thousand-yard stare.

That bastard’s seen some shit,’ I commented to myself.

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"The three phantom women over there, are they yours?" George asked.

"Yes. They are mine."

"They are all your {Kindred}? I can feel your links."

"Yes. I have four more on the 24th floor. They are all women I love very much."

"Hmm. I got that from the way they keep stealing glances at you. You are loved, son. But I have to ask, why is your group here at all? And you look American, if you’re not from North America are you from Europe?" George asked curtly.

"One of my people has been taken by the vampires. I am here to get them back. As for where I am from. I am the lord of the new battlefront being built on the 24th floor."

"New battlefront, huh? How long has it been since I heard something like that? Better stop there, son, none of those who tried ever came back. It is impossible to survive without a Revenant. You even have the Untamed with you, just run on home. "

"I am aware of that. But I am different."

The Iron Wolverine chuckled as he began to pat his chest. Noticing what he was wearing, he smiled wryly before turning to me.

"You got a smoke?"

"I don’t. I’ll bring some next time. I’ve got burgers and a bucket of chicken if you’re hungry. I’ve got beer too."

"Give me a burger. I’m starving. No beer though, Abigail likes me sober."

Hearing the name of his {Kindred}, the defender’s face darkened noticeably. He opened the wrapper and began to eat the Big Mac.

"The one you came to save is your girl too?"

"No, she is not. She is Nyda’s sister."

"Evelyn? She is alive? I thought she disappeared years ago!"

"She is alive. But she is already a vampire. We fought earlier; Evelyn impaled Nyda through the heart."

"..."

After hearing my words, George said nothing and continued to eat in silence. Then he looked at me before he spoke.

"Are you in love with her or something? Why come here when she’s already gone?"

"I owe her. And I need to know what happened to her. If I am to be lord of the 24th floor, I need to know what I am up against."

"..."

"Mr. Clay, can you please tell me what happened here? How did you end up in this state? You said something about betraying the Reapers. Tell me exactly what you did and if the other floor managers are in on it."

Even after my question, George said nothing and just ate his food. The sound of his mouth chewing was the only noise he made.

Knowing he needed some time to collect his thoughts, I waited. Eventually he finished the burger and washed it down with a couple of sodas, which I gave him.