Gerald smirked as he stared at the result of the abnormal move he had just executed.“What do you guys think?”Gerald pointed at the wall with the hole in it.“First, it was the storm of lightning and wind, and now, not only can you control water with such precision in movement and attack, you can even alter its physical state! Young Master, are you even….”Gerald did not let his chauffeur finish that question. “Come on, don't ask me that. No matter what kind of otherworldly abilities I possess now and in the future, I will always be human, first and foremost.”Richard wasn't actually serious with that question. It was just a way to express how otherworldly Gerald felt from his perspective, having obtained the gifts he had so far.Gerald had a smug expression on his face as he saw the joke on the wall. He walked over with Head Bodyguard Kevin to inspect it closely.Head Bodyguard Kevin was already nodding his head by the time his young master approached him to also take a closer loo

There are only three people on Gerald's team right now, including himself, while they've clocked twelve suspicious people as members of the assassins sent after them.Therefore, there was only a very limited number of these suspects that could be chased down following the very second after Gerald suddenly told everyone not to consume the poisoned fruit drink.Gerald, Kevin, and Richard ran in opposite directions, but they didn't use their full speed until they were out of the cafeteria.The other assassins had died at the scene as well, and as soon as some of the people in the cafeteria saw them running, they concluded that Gerald wasn't lying. Their drinks had truly been poisoned.“Oh my goodness! We've been poisoned! What the heck is going on?!”“Is this hotel trying to kill us?! Where did Miss Stephanie even find this place to be trustworthy?”“Oh my God, nobody touches the damn drink!”“Get me a towel to clean my hands! A bit of the drink was poured on the back of my hand seconds

[How is this guy avoiding every strike? I'm an assassin from the higher ranks! How is he……it's almost like he can see my attacks right before I execute them! What's going on?!]These are the thoughts of the assassin facing Gerald. Unknown to him, his opponent was reading every thought that crossed his mind Gerald couldn't help but smirk. He found himself starting to adapt more easily the more he used this ability.He could not help but see his mother, Vivian Grande, in a brand new lighter, a much brighter one.This has to be one of her abilities too, right? How did his father manage to marry a divine goddess like his mother?These were digressive thoughts with Gerald's brain as he couldn't help but appreciate his mother's legacy left to him.He was moving almost lazily as he kept dodging every strike from this assassin. Truly, it wasn't just because of the psychic power passed down to Gerald, but more so his own ability that made him able to avoid these attacks. After all, if he did

Gerald meant his words. This assassin belonged to an organization that's truly in cahoots. The assassin organization itself was already an enigmatic entity that's actually rooted deep in the shadow world, which has been further increased in the underworld, making it hard for even people like the Vacker family to find them out.The Vacker family is tied to a faction of the Intelligence unit at the Arnold family's Prime Estate, retrieving Intel around the United States.Since the Arnold family's business empire has now risen to an incredible net worth of almost $2 trillion, the funding that goes into maintaining the power of the Vacker family has exponentially increased as well.Gerald has currently confirmed that the assassin organization was tied to another enigmatic organization - the cult of Pneuma Imperium.This cult is where Chancellor Abraham Vexley belongs. The cult that focuses solely on evolving and fully controlling their minds, as well as the minds of others, disposing of th

At the female assassin's order, the others rushed straight at him. Standing with his legs planted firmly on the ground beneath him, Gerald closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He willed his sixth sense to his surroundings.The result showed far quicker than Gerald had expected. He felt the whoosh that endlessly blew out his ear, then his hair, face, fingers, and then the rest of his body.Gerald was feeling the wind kicking up around him, speaking to him in a language none can mimic, especially humans. And yet, he understood it.I am at your command, if you wish to hold me at that.Gerald truly felt boundless right now. In the heat of battle, Time has suddenly slowed down tremendously, and it all felt like it was for his sake, solely so.The feeling of a god who commands the wind from the storm. There was nothing but raw power being felt here, and Gerald relished in the feeling, but he didn't let it take over him.He was in control of the wind, and as he willed, the elemental rep