Chapter 695: Please, Be My Wingman!
Chapter 695: Please, Be My Wingman!
Claude finally sighed in relief when he saw the Minotaur King finally fall into the hands of the Grand Marshal of the Central Government.
It wasn't really that hard for Monarchs to kill Rank 7 Sovereign Monsters. The problem was that they weren't fighting a one-on-one battle.
Norman could have single-handedly dealt with the Monster Outbreak if that was the case.
Unfortunately, while they did emerge victorious, a huge portion of the city was destroyed by the Monsters.
Most of the damage could be accounted to the Hercules Beetle, which was at least ten meters tall and was as long as four buses combined.
It was a walking tank, so everything in its path was crushed.
But it still died in Norman's hands once the mobs had been cleared away.
"There's only the Warlord Pangolin left," Claude stated. "According to the reports, it was heading to the South."
"Then let's go there," Lawrence replied.
Norman nodded. The Warlord Pangolin was the prize he asked for helping the Ashford Clan. Now that Lawrence was here, they would have an easier time subduing it.
However, when they reached the Southern Shelter, all they saw was the dead bodies of the lower-ranked Pangolins.
The Wanderers were even in the process of dismantling their scales, piling them up like a small hill at the side of the Shelter.
This made the corner of Claude's and Norman's lips twitch.
However, this scene only made Lawrence laugh out loud because he found it very amusing. "Where is the Warlord Pangolin?" Claude asked Roland. "Did it not come in this location?"
He could have asked Zion, but for some reason, he didn't have time to bother with the teenage boy, who was helping the other Wanderers dismantle the scales of the Pangolins that were lying on the streets.
"It didn't come here, Sir," Roland replied. "Only the weaker monsters arrived in this shelter." Claude frowned, but he knew that Roland wasn't lying.
If the Warlord Pangolin did arrive at the shelter, there was no way for the brats to deal with such a threat on their own.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
This was especially true since it had bodyguards to protect it.
Claude immediately gave his people a signal, and a few of his subordinates took off towards the sky.
They planned to search for the location of the Warlord Pangolin, which was supposed to be headed to the Southern Shelter of the city.
However, even after an hour of searching, they failed to find even a single sign of it.
But they did see the large hole in the middle of the street, which Thirteen didn't plan to cover up.
He would let the Ashford Clan investigate the underground tunnels that Rocky had made. This would keep them on edge, thinking that the Warlord Pangolin might have escaped underground and was lurking somewhere in Glory City.
Naturally, the Ashford Clan would spend some manpower to scout these underground tunnels to see if any monster was lurking under the ground.
Of course, no monsters would be found there because all the Pangolins that did follow their leader were already dead and stored inside Rocky's Mobile Fortress.
Rocky had his way of hiding underground, so even if the Ashford Clan were to really send their people, they would not find him.
Besides, he had covered up his real tracks, hiding miles away from Glory City.
Norman had an irritated look on his face because even with the help of the Ashford Clan and the Central Government, they were still unable to find any traces of the Warlord Pangolin.
In the end, the city was sealed up, and Claude asked the people hiding in the shelters to evacuate to the next city, which was still under the control of the Ashford Clan.
They would not allow the civilians to return to their homes until they had verified that there were no longer any threats inside the city.
Also, the construction workers would need time to fix the damages that were done to the city.
With the current situation, Thirteen had no choice but to return to the Summer's Residence with the Hero Party.
However, he brought Vincent along with him and introduced the handsome blonde boy to Rianna's and Shana's mother, Cynthia.
And just as Thirteen expected, the young man's charm was able to win Cynthia's good graces. The only ladies who seemed to be immune to his charms were Shasha, Rianna, Shana, Erica, Sherry, Diana, and Mildred.
When Vincent was around Thirteen's sister, Shasha, he became a stuttering fool who seemed to be seeing his idol for the first time.
Two days later, the Ashford Clan announced that the Dragon and Phoenix Tournament would be delayed for three weeks because they were still making sure that the venue was safe for
everyone.
Of course, no one criticized them for this announcement, especially after what had transpired
in Glory City.
Lawrence also did his best to keep the situation under wraps.
He only made a statement, calling the entire incident a very unfortunate one due to the unexpected mutation of the Dimensional Gates.
The Grand Marshal also took that opportunity to tell everyone that when humanity faced such
a threat, people should join hands and work together to protect the peace of their world.
This earned the Grand Marshal the agreement of the masses, making everyone sympathize with the Ashford Clan.
"I sure love good propaganda," Thirteen said before shutting off the television with his remote. "But I guess this is also fine."
There were very minimal casualties during the operation, so he considered this as a success
for everyone.
The members of his Bandit Group were also properly compensated for their hard work, and they earned millions for the monster parts that they had gathered.
Naturally, the buyer of the Monster Parts was the Leventis Family.
Arthur was more than happy to buy high-quality monster parts, which they would definitely
put to good use.
The old man even pestered Zion to cough out the body of the Warlord Pangolin.
Arthur knew his no-good grandson well and was certain that the young man would not allow such a juicy piece of meat to escape his lips.
Although Zion denied that he had the Warlord Pangolin in his possession, the old man wasn't
born yesterday.
Still, no matter how much he pestered and nagged, Thirteen didn't budge. However, he did give Arthur the bodies of the Rank 6 Alpha Monsters, which the old man bought at a good
price.
All in all, everything was good, except for one thing...
"Zion, how can I get close to your sister?" Vincent asked. "Please, be my wingman!"
Thirteen smiled at the no-good playboy before raising his hand.
"Tiona, where is my knife?" Thirteen asked.
As soon as he did that, Vincent ran away as if his pants were on fire.
He still wasn't sure if the young man was the reincarnation of his previous host or not.
But one thing was clear-Thirteen would not allow the bastardly playboy to touch his sister because he already knew how Vincent did things in the past.
Also, Vincent wasn't the only one who was doing their best to become Shasha's suitor.
Thirteen knew of three others-Taiga, Kane Stallard, and Derek.
These four young men would definitely have a bloodbath and make sure to keep each other in
check.
Of course, if Shasha truly found someone she liked, Thirteen would be her staunchest
supporter.
[E/N: Just give her a harem.]
But that would only happen once he did a full background check of that person.
Only when they come out clean would he agree to their relationship.
Until then, he would just make sure that Vincent stayed away from his sister, whose beauty
was already known far and wide in both Solterra and Pangea.