All Chapters of ALL HAIL THE GOLDMASTER: Chapter 141
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Chapter 141. The Woman in Black.
Seth's POV I sat in the new prison cell trying not to fall asleep from the boredom. For a place designed to hold dangerous potentials, the room wasn’t impressive. Just four metal walls, a single light, and restraints that hummed every few seconds like they were reminding me to behave. As if I needed a reminder. The silence pressed down on me, slow and heavy. I didn’t mind silence, but this one felt pointless. Nothing to observe, nothing to analyze, nothing to listen to. The guards outside barely talked, and when they did, they used the same short, rehearsed lines. There were no cracks to peek through, no vents to count, no patterns to map. I was stuck with nothing but my own thoughts. And my thoughts… well, they weren’t great company at the moment. I leaned back against the cold wall and stared at the ceiling.
Chapter 142. Roads That Don’t Exist.
Seth's POV Ceres came back exactly ten minutes later.The door slid open without warning, and she stepped inside like she had never left, black coat moving slightly with the air behind her. Her eyes scanned me once, slow and precise, taking in the uniform, the boots, the way I stood.She nodded once. “Good. Follow me.”I stepped past her, careful not to rush, careful not to hesitate. Every movement mattered now. Every signal I sent could be read the wrong way. Ceres didn’t strike me as the type who tolerated uncertainty.We moved through the corridors in silence. No guards stopped us as doors opened automatically, hallways that had felt oppressive before now felt bare before me. Like the facility itself bent around her presence.That told me more than any briefing ever could.We climbed a set of stairs that hadn’t been there before or maybe they had, and I simply hadn’t noticed. The air grew colder the higher we went.When the final door opened, cold night air slammed into my face.I
Chapter 143. The Ring That Watched Backm
Seth's POV The inside of the gym smelled wrong.Old sweat, metal, oil, and something chemical underneath it all. The lights overhead flickered softly, not enough to be broken, just enough to make everything feel slightly off. The floorboards creaked under my boots, and every sound echoed longer than it should have.It was a gym in shape only. In function, it was something else entirely.Ceres walked ahead of me without slowing. Her footsteps were calm, measured. She already owned this space. That much was obvious.I noticed them the moment we stepped fully inside.Three people stood near the center of the building, close to the fighting ring. Two men and one woman. All of them still watching me with the same quiet focus I had learned to recognize in professionals.They did not look surprised to see me.That alone was unsettling.Ceres stopped a few steps from them and turned slightly so I stood beside her.“This is Seth,” she said simply.The three of them nodded in unison, simple ac
Chapter 144. Arrival at the Hidden Castle.
Seth's POV I stayed silent beside her, still processing the gym session. The three other evolved, my unexpected sparring audience had left me and stood in front of a vehicle, presumably following us convoy to the main base. Their presence lingered in my mind, a reminder that this wasn’t some random gang. These were professionals, and I was slowly learning that Ceres wasn’t just a random operative. She commanded them with authority, and more importantly, they followed without question.Ceres finally broke the silence... “You’ve proven yourself. Now, any of them want to challenge you?”I glanced at her, confused, but she didn’t give me time to respond. She turned slightly to look back at the three in the other car, signaling something I couldn’t fully see. There was a brief pause, a flicker of hesitation from the other three, and then, predictably, none of them moved.Ceres exhaled softly, a half smile playing at her lips. “Figures. They know better than to test a freshly recognized as
Chapter 145. Meeting the Boss.
Seth's POV Ceres didn’t waste a second once we entered the base. She moved with a confidence I had come to respect, the kind of quiet authority that made it clear she wasn’t just following orders, she was the order. Her stride was purposeful, every movement precise, almost like she was showing off, but not for me. It was for herself. There was pride in the way she led me through the halls, pride in the fact that she had found me and deemed me worthy to join her inner circle.“You’re going to meet the other captains,” she said over her shoulder, her tone casual but commanding. “And they’re going to want to size you up. Don’t disappoint. They’ll respect skill, but arrogance... arrogance is a weakness you can’t afford here.”I nodded silently. I had learned by now not to comment on her comments, she didn’t need validation, and neither did I.We descended a narrow staircase, the echo of our boots bouncing off the cold concrete walls. The air was crisp and carried a metallic tang, a remin
Chapter 146. Waiting Inside the Lion’s Den.
After the meeting ended, no one spoke to me, well not immediately, anyway.One of the guards, dressed in black tactical gear with the Revolution’s insignia stitched faintly into his shoulder, gestured for me to follow. Ceres didn’t look back, didn’t say a word, she just walked out with the other captains like I was already old news. That alone unsettled me more than any threat could have.I followed the guard through a series of hallways that twisted deeper into the castle. The walls were stone, thick and ancient, but reinforced with modern steel frames and embedded lights that hummed softly. Whoever built this place had money, vision, and patience... A lot of patience.We stopped in front of a heavy door, much like the others, except this one had no visible camera and no external lock.“This is yours,” the guard said flatly as he opened it. “Personal quarters. You’re to remain inside the castle unless your captain gives permission. Training grounds and kitchen are accessible. Medical
Chapter 147. The Silence Between Orders.
Alex’s POVA week.That was how long it had been since Seth vanished.Seven days of nothing, no calls, no encrypted messages or emergency signals. Not even half broken transmission that we could pretend meant he was still alive. Just silence, thick and suffocating, the kind that presses on your ears until you start imagining sounds that aren’t there.The aide hadn’t said a word either.That part bothered me more than anything else.Normally, when something went wrong, there were protocols, immediate lockdowns, scrambled teams, damage control meetings that ran until everyone looked half dead and smelled like cold coffee. Seth going missing should have triggered all of that and more.Instead, we were left in limbo.Waiting.And waiting makes people unravel.Cassandra had unraveled first of course.She sat across the room from me in the common area, boots kicked up on a table she wasn’t supposed to put her feet on, arms crossed tight over her chest. She hadn’t trained properly in days, h
Chapter 148. Lines in the Dark.
Seth’s POVThe car smelled like oil, metal, and something burned into the upholstery long before I ever sat in it. The engine hummed low, steady, like it had made this trip too many times to care anymore. Ceres drove with one hand on the wheel, relaxed, as if we were heading to a meeting instead of a battlefield.I stared out the window, watching the dark blur past, trees thinning into broken land and concrete scars. Camps like this were never placed somewhere clean. They thrived in forgotten spaces. Places no one would miss if they burned.“Where are the others?” I asked, keeping my voice neutral.Ceres didn’t look at me right away. “Redeployed,” she said. “Different camp with a higher priority.”That answer sat wrong in my chest.“Just us?” I pressed.“For this operation,” she replied. “Yes.”The silence that followed was thick, heavy. I didn’t like being alone with her thoughts. Ceres was dangerous not just because of her ability, but because she enjoyed watching people figure out
Chapter 149. The Shadow I Didn’t Chase.
Noel’s POVThe first thing I felt was pressure.Not fear. Not excitement. Pressure, like the air itself was leaning inward, compressing around my chest, reminding me that this wasn’t training anymore. This was real. Real enemies. Real blood on concrete. Real lives hinging on every wrong step.Velkor’s outskirts were burning.Floodlights cut through smoke in harsh white lines, slicing shadows apart and stitching them back together in ugly shapes. Government units moved with discipline, voices clipped, orders sharp and efficient. This wasn’t chaos. This was controlled violence.I stayed low, close to broken walls and overturned crates, my shadow stretching thin beneath me, alert, listening. Shadows always talked. Not in words, but in pressure, in direction, in that quiet pull that told me where danger lived.“Advance left,” Alex’s voice came through the comm. Calm. Too calm. “Noel, cover the rear.”“On it,” I whispered.I slid backward into the shadow of a collapsed beam, breath steady
Chapter 150. The Cost of Standing Still.
Seth's POVA struggle like this lingered in me after the struggle itself.Not the movements. Not the blows. These faded quickly, stored away with the rest of the physical memories. But the sensation, the weight in my chest, the shakes long after the adrenaline left my system that stayed.I had raised my fists against my own people.No. That wasn’t true.I hadn’t fought them. I had fought the uniform, the orders, the situation.“That’s the lie I kept telling myself,” that's how I summed up... It was a quiet road from here to the castle. Too quiet. They drove along the road hugging the cliff, with the moonlit sea shimmering far below like a scattering of broken glass. The wind beat against the windows with a mournful, deep moaning noise, and I tried to hear what guilt sounded like when words failed.Ceres drove as if nothing had happened.One hand on the steering wheel, a relaxed posture, humming to herself as if after a successful training mission rather than a field where blood and sm