Chapter: *Syrie*

"Terrorist? Give me full details, Ignox" A slight crease furrowed the head doctor's brows, he reclined on his chair, a spark of light seemingly igniting in his eyes.

"Ahem! The three mysterious people in your hospital sir are named Sharon Madison, Parker Lasso and Roy Kent. They allegedly attacked the President in his secret meditation chamber with the infamous Greenwood but thankfully, the president prevailed and captured Greenwood. Alas, the other three escaped and are now seen in this territory, heavily injured. There's no mistaking it, sir. The president has issued a bounty on their heads" Ignox quickly explained in detail, his expression respectful and indifferent.

Ignox held not just respect for this man but more apparent is fear, terrifying and bone-deep fear rooted in him. There was no doubt, Ignox knew the monstrous background this man came from. He had simply came to this town to gain worldly experience and not even the village head knew of his background, they all thought, he was a distant doctor coming to practice in their village.

"Lasso? Interesting! The bounty is meaningless to me and the president doesn't hold much power anymore, he's just trying to act righteous in this difficult times. Alright, Ignox, report to Madame that I will soon be back home. I just need a little more time with my patients" The head doctor instructed and flicked his sleeves.

Ignox bowed deeply, his eyes filled with reverence. A resolute expression covered his face, it felt like he was going to deliver the message at all cost, even if his life depend on it.

Ignox performed a double handed incantation and blazing flames appeared out of thin air to form an arched black scaly door. Ignox pushed open the door, the depth looked like a dark abyss, Ignox bowed one more time and vanished within, the arched door disappeared as well.

"Looks like some storm is brewing and power might change hands soon. This Parker Lasso is worth paying attention to" A strange glint danced in his eyes.

.......

It was already night. The cool moonlight fell through the rooftops, and the dark trees was whistling with the cold winds. The temperature had evidently fallen quite a bit.

Roy slowly opened his eyes to bright whiteness, his body was flickering between reality and ephemeral, it was very hazy. Roy barely had enough energy to even keep his eyes opened and his eyelids fluttered shut.

A stealth echo-like wave emitted from his body, it expanded in form of a concentric circle, covering a large portion of the hospital with none the wiser.

Although, Roy couldn't even open his eyes, talkless of move his limbs, he was very much conscious and could use some few tricks to determine his surroundings.

'This sonic detection technique really comes in handy, there's hardly much cultivators here. Although, I can sense very powerful fluctuations, they ain't particularly active and it looks like a hospital. Looks like I have been out for days, if not weeks, that explosion in the spatial tunnel was very the last straw on the camel's back [An expression usually used as the last push that resulted in a particular situation].

'I can't really sense Sharon or Parker. As for Greenwood, I guess, it was a failed mission. Regardless, I need to get to my peak condition. I'm like a fish on a chopping block at the moment. Can't even move a scrap of cultivation base'. Roy lamented

"Ah! Mr. Roy, you're awake!" A strong masculine voice woke him up from his thoughts, his facial expression seemingly twisted into fear and terror.

'H-how does he know my name?' Roy was shocked beyond words.

Till this moment, he haven't told anyone his name except his party members which is Parker and Sharon and from what he could guess, they should be equally heavily injured as well.

"Fret not. I'm the head doctor Syrie of the Obsong Medical hospital. You suffered serious damages to different organs and body parts, even your ghostly figure had almost disappeared. You have numerous injuries to your cultivation base as well and may have fallen a few ranks below. I have estimated your time for recovery and it's approximately 3 months, your friends also have about the same time" Syrie spoke with a slight smile on his face.

Roy couldn't see the man but he had noticed, there's something mysterious and unfathomable about this man. When he tried using the sonic detection on the man, it felt like the man didn't even exist. And from what he could recall, this harmless and stealth sensory ability cannot only sense people of silver rank and above, so he quickly drawn a conclusion and a tremor ran through his body.

The man in front of him must atleast be at Silver rank or even stronger.

'What kind of terrifying village is this?! Even the head doctor is a silver ranker then what about the village head?' as those thoughts were forming in his head, his face grew paler.

Syrie naturally sensed the echo-like wave probing him but he didn't take it offensive, afterall, the man is incomparable weak and he could even kill him with a finger, so he allowed it to probe him without care.

"You should be wondering how I knew your name? The thing is, you're one of the most dangerous and wanted terrorist in this country and a huge bounty is placed on your head, Roy Kent" Syrie looked at the man bandaged on the bed and shook his head lightly.

Roy's scalp grew numb and cold sweat drenched his back, he forcefully opened his eyes wide and looked at the man. The moment, their gaze met, Roy's vision started spinning and he had no choice but to close his eyes.

The dark, abyssal seemingly bottomless eyes that stared deep into the soul was very terrifying, he was certain that this man is atleast a top ranker even among silver rankers.

Roy sank into a deep thought, countless scenes and possible events flashed before his mind.

'So it has come to this' Roy chuckled.

"Are you going to kill me or capture me then?" Roy's voice was extremely weak and sounded like someone on his deathbed.

"Hahahaha, those petty rewards and a dying president isn't going to move me. However, I have run some background checks on you and your true cultivation base seems to be at top Silver rank and this will be very useful for my family. How about you become a honorary guest in my clan, eh?" Syrie proposed an offer, it might look simple on the surface but the intention behind it simply means, Roy couldn't say no.

Of course, Roy noticed this and sighed deeply.

"I reckon, you will want me to work for your family for years and you will put a leash on my neck" Roy sighed.

"Isn't this better than me delivering you to that hungry wolf? There's no way, you will survive. I believe, your life worths more than any deal" Syrie chuckled.