"Hmm? Aura master? What is this baldy saying?" Azzy thought as he heard his mentor's words. The Reaper was about to explain the details but didn't do it as Azzy cleared his mind once again and focused on the aura of the bracelet without confirming whether Rudra was correct or wrong.
Luna stared at Azzy in a mix of wonder and admiration. First, his teenage looks, then, his 7-star realm, his emotionless face, a new sealing technique, and now, this aura tracing? The more she spent time in Azzy's presence, the more he became mysterious to them.
In the mix of all this, there was one person who appeared to be dead nervous. Xavier was seating like crazy as he was staring at Azzy like the rest of them. He wanted to leave the room for some reason but cannot leave for obvious reasons. In the end, he tried to stay calm and focused on Azzy.
Meanwhile, Azzy managed to remove every other aura on the bracelet and registered the strongest of them in his mind and then went on unleashing his aura-sensing ability, stretching his radius for 100 kilometers around.
Millions of auras appeared in his range and he started to remove them altogether to focus on the one that is registered in his memory. And when he did that, he found bits of aura in his immediate surroundings and the one in human shape quite near to him.
In fact, this aura happened to be so close that Azzy had to open his eyes right away and stand up on his feet. From the start to finish, only 24 seconds passed.
"What happened, Azrael?" asked Rudra in anticipation.
Azzy didn't reply to him and disappeared from there, instantly appearing behind the old man and striking his neck, knocking him out immediately.
"Grandfather…" Rudra screamed out loud before shouting at Azzy, "You… what is going on…"
Azzy then coldly looked at his mentor and the others who were left in shock by his actions and said, "I found Mr. Mavis and he is in this same building. Chairman Xavier is now the prime suspect. Guys, if you have any restraining-type skill cards, then, use them on him and capture."
"You must be mistaken." Rudra panicked all of a sudden. Realizing his pathetic display before his subordinates, he then took a deep breath and tried to reason with Azzy, "I'm grateful that you saved my grandfather but that doesn't give you the right to directly attack him when you haven't even confirmed with your own eyes. Not to mention, Risa's twin hounds already searched the whole city based on Mavis' scent. If he is in the building, then, she would have already found it out."
As Azzy was about to give a befitting reply, Lenore took a step forward and stood beside Azzy, facing her team leader, "Captain Rudra, are you trying to stop him from finding the truth?"
"You…" Rudra gets angry once again at her reply but he managed to calmly reply, "If he is proven as the culprit, then, I will cuff him myself, but before that, you cannot physically assault him or try to capture him. This is my order."
"He is not sick anymore, Captain," commented in response. She then added while smirking behind her mask, "Then, it should be fine if I interrogate him, right?"
"Lenore…" The three-eyed baldy immediately flared up in anger and this forced the masked girl to quickly summon her Arcana, which surprisingly turned out to be a scythe with a long handle, although of water attribute.
Azzy was taken aback by the appearance of a scythe for a second but he quickly stopped the battle while the remaining members became worried.
"Stop it, Ms. Lenore. There is no need for battle. I will bring back the victim and he will answer himself. Until then, all of you guys just need to keep an eye on the chairman."
After saying what he want to, without waiting for any responses, Azzy dashed toward the exit to finish the mission as fast as possible.
Within no time, he climbed down the stairs and reached the 43rd floor only to see it was heavily guarded by security guards.
"Hmm, I guess that old fellow is the culprit. Had I known this before, I wouldn't have saved him." Azzy felt that the chairman deployed the guards to keep his grandnephew in the building while fooling the organization with a strong motive in his mind. If not, why would Mavis be in the same building and why is there heavy security on the floor he was supposed to be imprisoned on?
"Well, no matter… the answers will come out after I rescue him." Azzy didn't even ponder whether it is better to sneak inside using the Erasure skill card or not.
He directly chose to punch every security guard he sees. None of them even managed to take a glimpse of Azzy's shadow as he was too fast for them.
Within just 45 seconds of time, whether it is a security guard or whether it is a simple cleaner, everyone present on the floor was knocked out without knowing what hit them. Each of them with handheld transceivers could only hear short screams one after another before falling down unconscious.
Once Azzy confirmed that everyone is dealt with, he reached the room where he was sensing the aura of Mavis and destroyed the door using his Protos energy before entering the room only to see a guy who appeared to be very busy in gaming.
"He had headphones over his ears and couldn't hear my footsteps but shouldn't he be able to sense my presence, at the very least?" Azzy wondered for a moment before dismissing that thought, assuming that this abducted young master probably was thinking that one of the guards entered.
Shaking his head with a sigh, Azzy directly walked toward Mavis and stood in between him and the television.
"Hey, move aside," yelled the young master as he raised his head and saw a stranger who looked like he was younger than himself. "Who are you?" He asked.
Azzy replied, "I'm Azrael from the world's Arcana Masters organization (WAMO). We received a mission from your grandfather that you went missing."
"What nonsense you are spouting? I don't have time for your idiotic plays." Mavis clearly didn't believe Azzy's words and went on insulting him further, "Look at your age and the words you are speaking, trash. I give you five seconds. Scram away or else, I will beat you up so much that your father won't recognize you."
Azzy stared at him coldly, controlling his urge to beat him up as he knows that this weakling would die instantly. In the end, he said, "I'll let you try."
As a spoiled young master who often bullies the weak, Mavis wouldn't take challenges well. Combined with the fact that his game character was killed by another player in the wild, the seventeen-year-old casually threw away the controller and tried to grab Azzy's collar as he was standing up.
But, will Azzy let him do that? The answer is obvious.
Just before Mavis grabbed Azzy's collar, the latter caught his right arm and then motioned it toward the former's left cheek.
*Slap*
A crisp sound was heard in the room and a fine handprint of Mavis appeared on his own cheek while a couple of teeth fly out of his mouth with blood.
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