The Last Gentleman-Chapter 250: Return to the City

Yi Chen chose to conceal the fact that he had killed Deputy Dean Evatt for another important reason, which was the worry that his overly remarkable actions would directly attract the attention of the Divine Skin Mansion, or even the First Gentleman, and set him as a candidate or even the top candidate.

An ordinary excellent performance was completely sufficient.

After their identities were approved for their return to Zion, Jin rushed to report to Cesimani at the first opportunity, as she had just come back from the Old World and there were many matters there in need of her attention.

Though Reagan didn’t have much to handle, he also received a notification from the Power Station to come over immediately upon his return to Zion.

After all, he had transcended his limits not long ago, and his condition was not particularly stable when he rushed to the dangerous Death Plague outbreak area, so the research institute would later provide him with a comprehensive check to ensure no traces of the Death Plague remained in his body.

As for Yi Chen, the important figure related to the Death Plague incident, shortly after his two teammates had left, a carriage arrived.

The carriage door opened,

and Supervisor Aiji, wearing his top hat at a slant, took off his hat very politely and made a please come in gesture.

[Gentleman Hall]

As the sole survivor who had taken on the task, and also the first provider of intelligence on the Death Plague, Yi Chen was brought to a private meeting room, where Supervisor Aiji personally inquired about some of the details.

After the exchange, Aiji had a general understanding of the incident’s sequence of events.

“So, it means that you were acting together with Barry.

And Lotson was chosen by Mr. Helvoye as an assistant, who stayed in the hospital the whole time… Since the day before the outbreak of the Death Plague, you had no contact with them, right?”

“That’s correct.”

“Hmm, William, it’s very commendable that you’re alive and brought back such important intelligence. Your specific reward should be issued within three days.

The arrangement of this task was even more excessive than the Twilight Clinic’s, having far exceeded what you could handle.

I will hold those responsible for the task assignment at Levinhome accountable, and compensation for the task will be provided to you along with the reward.”

“No… I had anticipated the dangers from the beginning, and it was I who actively wanted to go.

The only thing I want to know is if the organization has recently been assigning tasks of higher difficulty and uncertainty to newcomers who have not yet transcended their limits… Is it because… there isn’t enough time?”

To this question, Supervisor Aiji did not conceal the truth, “Time is an issue, and our resources are also gradually diminishing. The production of Skin at the [Divine Skin Mansion] is decreasing daily and is no longer able to support the Skin demands of the Gentleman community.

The higher-ups have decided to proceed with elite training as much as possible, and some weaker individuals, or even ordinary ones, will be filtered out.

But the arrangement of this task is clearly not reasonable, and I will apply for your compensation.”

“That thing~ if Professor Qian Bosen asks about it, I hope you’ll speak well to him.”

“The professor won’t be too angry, I reckon. By the way, Supervisor Aiji, in your opinion, how much “time” do we have left?”

“At most fifteen years, perhaps even shorter… Transcend your limits as soon as possible, William.”

“All right.”

After walking out of the Gentlemen Hall and breathing the fresh air of Zion, Yi Chen did not let his guard down in the slightest. Before returning to his dormitory at the academy to rest, he had one more thing to do.

A headless corpse, extremely heavy, was being carried on his back by Yi Chen alone.

“Barry, with this weight of yours… No wonder Jin’s speed decreased while dragging you;it’s just too heavy~”

Yi Chen quickly arrived at the Bessalius Family’s door;a family with a knightly legacy, their buildings were all styled after the Medieval era, resembling a small ancient castle.

The crest with the hammer on the main gate was the same weapon used by Barry.

When the family head, Cip Bessalius, also Barry’s grandfather, learned of Yi Chen’s origins, he personally came out to greet him.

As he returned the headless body, he also took out the head, carefully wrapped up, and handed it over from his backpack.

The family members present bowed to express their gratitude to Yi Chen and asked only one question:

“Did Barry fight until the last moment?”

“He transcended the last moment, surpassed death, and was a quite outstanding knight.”

Yi Chen turned down the family invitation and left on his own.

He had considered taking Barry’s body to the cemetery for burial in hopes that a corporeal resurrection might be possible, but after some thought he decided to leave the matter for his family to handle.

It was, after all, fulfilling Barry’s last wish.

[Omphalo-Centric-Academy]

When he stepped back into his dorm room, his body was still tense, not relaxed as usual after completing a task, and he could still smell the scent of death that clung to him.

He temporarily shed his clothes,

turned the hot water to maximum,

and billows of steam rose in the bathroom, nearly 60℃ hot water poured onto Yi Chen in great volume.

Only his skin could feel the temperature of the water;his body was as cold as an ice cellar, and the heat simply could not penetrate it.

From multiple uses of “Dead Man Makeup” and its side effects to indirectly drawing Death Essence in the hotel, and even, at the final moment, drawing that perilously dangerous, life-beheading eerie black mist.

As someone who had long dealt with death, Yi Chen’s body had fallen into what is called an “imbalance state.”

Even though he appeared to have recovered, he was more like a dead man, and over time, such death might become reality.

More importantly, the “Black Umbilical Cord” stored in his body had become less active than before, accumulated in his intestines like a dead thing, barely moving.

Turning off the water,

Yi Chen stood in front of the mirror, gazing at his pallid form, just as he was contemplating how to resolve this imbalance in his body, a spark of inspiration passed through his mind.

In his hand, he held a syringe radiating with flares,

a gift from Director Dis, and with the fall of Levinhome and the death of Director Dis in battle, the “Sun Secret Medicine” had since become completely extinct.

If he had kept this syringe for a while longer and then sold it, he could have earned a good sum of money,

but Yi Chen had no intention of selling it, as money was not so important to him at the moment, and Professor Qian Bosen’s business card seemed to allow unlimited credit.

Swish!

The needle pierced his neck, injecting a warm current into his body.

At that moment,

clang clang~chains bearing the Plant Attribute began to surge inside, and the umbilical cord, which had been like a dead object, also started to move.

Just as the description of the Sun Secret Medicine suggested, solar-flare-like patterns began to emerge on Yi Chen’s body, and his complexion started to improve.

The Death Attribute which had been dominating his body was slowly suppressed.

If there were any gentleman or Director Dis who had used Sun Secret Medicine observing this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked. The effects of the Sun Secret Medicine were extremely potent and were meant only for severe injuries or near-death situations.

If used in a normal state, there was a high likelihood that one might explode from excess energy, risking the bursting of internal organs and blood vessels, or worse, half of one’s body could blow apart.

Yet Yi Chen’s body reacted calmly;the “Sun Secret Medicine” was rapidly consumed, in exchange for a balanced state that returned him to normal.

“What a good thing! In the future, I’ll find a way to get some more of this extinct Sun Secret Medicine, or any similar secret medicine that can rejuvenate life,” he mused.

As Yi Chen was gazing at his reflection in the mirror, pleased with the restoration of his vigor,

a tickling, rubbing sensation came from his waist and abdomen, making one who did not know any better think that a pervert had slipped into the bathroom.

Looking down, it was actually his gentleman’s clothes which had wriggled in through the door gap on their own, adhering themselves to Yi Chen’s body.

Yi Chen did not refuse, and as he spread his arms to let the clothes dress him,

yellow ancient living text from the Old World immediately appeared across his retina.

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