Chapter 234: Time to Quit
A forested area, far from Pokraras Village.
Seraph ran on his feet, extremely strong from his exercise.
Seraph stopped shortly after, hearing the sounds of people running from behind him.
Seraph stopped and hid behind a tree, hiding from potential enemies.
"Hide for now. At least, this place can be considered a good use. Mr. One's Identity Erasure Potion is truly worth it. I'll have to ask for more."
Seraph hid close to the tree, not bothering to look out for anyone running.
In the direction of the footsteps, an old man was running at speed, along with Long Hai. The two were running at a hurried pace.
The old man raised his hand to stop him, sensing Seraph's presence behind the tree.
Long Hai braced himself and looked in the direction of the tree.
Long Cai's voice asked, "Is this him?" "
The old man clasped his hands together and bowed his head in a straightforward salute.
"Sir, I have already helped that man. Is there anything else?
I'm willing to help."
The old man looked at Long Hai, who was acting like himself.
"I also want to help you."
Seraph secretly looked back at the two of them, recognizing the old man's voice.
"That old man's voice? So fast, so strong."
Seraph walked out with a calm demeanor, each step conveying a sense of calmness.
Seraph revealed himself and walked towards the two.
Long Hai, whose head was bowed, secretly saw Seraph's feet.
They were very small, but they were childlike feet. [They really were children, according to what the old man had said. The new boss was Boss Angel, who looked like a child. Was he fooling me? ]
Seraph stopped in front of the two, looking at the two with their heads bowed.
[Are you really that respectful of others? How admirable.]
"You don't have to do that. I should be the one thanking you," he said.
Seraph thought curiously. [But there's someone else? Never mind.]
Old Man A continued his stance, only seeing Seraph's feet.
"Thank you very much. I was able to help you. It's a great blessing."
The old man sweated slightly, seemingly anticipating Seraph.
Displeased with his own performance, he didn't order them to raise their heads.
Seraph tilted his head slightly. [Is this the trend these days? Hurry up and raise your head. I'm embarrassed too.
Tell the old man to bow to the boy. Hurry up and raise your head.]
"Oh... raise your head."
Old Man A heard the words and raised his head, simultaneously with Long Hai.
The two spoke in unison, "Yes, sir."
Long Hai looked at Seraph, expecting the aura of a strong man to radiate around him. But it was the aura
of an ordinary child, unable to see if he was truly strong.
[This!? ... The one who destroyed the Two-Headed Dragon Organization and replaced it with the Two-Headed Angel Army.
How weak!]
Seraph nodded and quickly bowed his head in thanks to the two.
"Then, thank you very much. You've been a great help."
Seeing Seraph's bow of thanks, their faces twitched slightly.
The pressure Seraph released was a vision of their imagination.
It was as if they saw an unexpected danger coming from somewhere.
The old man breathed heavily and quickly bowed his head in apology once more.
"I'm sorry, Lord Angel. Please let me help you. I'll do my best." And I'll definitely come back as a good person!
Seraph flinched slightly, the shouting becoming a sound of fear.
He looked up and saw Long Hai, who was hurriedly following the old man.
[This guy seems to be the real deal. This powerful organization, made up of only the most skilled, was being defeated by this kid?]
Seraph's eyebrows pressed together. Seraph was shocked by the old man's words.
[Wait, wait, wait... Did I hear that wrong?]
"What did you just call me?" Seraph double-checked the question to make sure he'd heard correctly.
The old man hurried to speak, sensing Seraph's displeasure.
"Lord Angel, I promise I'll change.
I'll never do something like this again. So please, spare my life!"
His voice trembled, his words slightly stuttering, indicating his fear of Seraph, who imagined Seraph displeased and capable of killing himself.
Seraph held his head, feeling like he was running a fever. [His ears seemed normal. This one, don't tell me he was one of them.
He was the one who escaped from the ridiculous formation of the Two-Headed Angel Corps.
And my fake codename is Angel??]
Seraph's codename was Angel when he attacked the Two-Headed Dragon Corps, the organization that had invaded the Tenshin Academy and caused chaos.
Seraph fought its leader, Otis. It was a battle outside the mountain.
It showed the crowd a fierce battle.
But what they saw was Foxy, a suspicious entity, creating an illusion to deceive them.
"Don't tell me you two are former members of the Two-Headed Dragon Organization, are you?"
The old man nodded quickly. "Yes, we are both former members of the Organization!"
Seraph nodded. [What a delight! What should we do? Let's hurry and chase him away. He said,
Do as you wish. This is how you show off your built-up strength.
Therefore, you must present yourself as a strong person. Let's use this opportunity to escape at the speed of light.]
"Is that so? Then from now on, you two can do as you please. Have a safe trip."
The two looked at each other.
There was a hint of doubt in Seraph's words.
Seraph stood still, unperturbed, calm and composed. Like ice that will never melt.
Old Man A saw that face and quickly lowered his head again.
Long Hai could only obey, unable to resist.
"Sir, from now on, the two of us will only do good and refrain from doing evil. So, I will help people.
To make every life a better place."
Seraph turned and walked away. "As you wish. I hope I never have to see you again."
Seraph walked away, leaving the two with their heads bowed, waiting for Seraph to leave.
Time passed, and Seraph disappeared into the darkness.
The two slowly looked up at each other.
Long Hai fell to the ground. Thud!
"That was close. Luckily, that man didn't press charges. Otherwise, we would have died."
Old Man A collapsed to the ground, sweat pouring down profusely.
"We got away with it. Luckily, we didn't do anything bad in the past."
Perhaps that man is warning us of what we're up to.
Long Hai looked at the old man. "So what do we do now? If that continues, that Hob will definitely resent us deeply."
"Forget it. Our lives are more important."
Long Hai dropped to the ground. "Sigh... A single level of martial arts makes such a difference.
To defeat a level five martial arts master, it takes nearly five level four martial arts masters or more. Otherwise, it's impossible."
The old man agreed with Long Hai. "That's right. To defeat a level six martial arts master, it takes nearly five level five martial arts masters to defeat him. Sometimes, it might even take more than ten."
Long Hai sat up. "The higher the level wall, the harder it is to overcome."
It could be said that this wall, which we can't climb, is
impossible to climb. How can a level five martial arts master be able to do that? I'm beginning to doubt myself.
Time is passing, and so-called geniuses are beginning to emerge. Is our era dying?
The old man stood up. "Alright, let's go."
Long Hai looked at his friend, wondering where he was going.
"Where are we going?"
"Didn't I just tell you? Be a good person."
Long Hai became silent like a graveyard, devoid of the sounds of people.