2026-06-03 02:03:38“You see! It's exactly as my grandson said. He's using forbidden arts!” An elderly man stepped out from the crowd.
The judge's face paled.
This was the Patriarch of the Rodriguez Family.
There was no way the judge could offend the second greatest family in the city, next to the king.
“Patriarch, please, to what do we owe the honour of your visit.” The Judge rushed to Patriarch.
Meanwhile Quinn dreaded what would happen after this.
There was no way if this man was involved.
“Damn it.” Quinn clenched his fists, and then he thought about bell.
“Greeting me while planning to set me the culprit who made my son armless has to be some sort of joke.”
“Patriarch….” The judge tried to explain.
“You should also seize his summon! That thing cannot be allowed to roam free.” Another elder from the Rodriguez family stepped out.
“As the family known for controlling multiple summons, it would be best to give us authority over it.” Another person said.
It was plain obvious what the Rodriguez family were trying to do.
But no one could think of stopping them.
“What—” Quinn wanted to say something but someone held him back.
It was Captain Vaughan.
“If you don't want to die, kid. Keep quiet.” Vaughan whispered to him and walked out of the ring.
Quinn clenched his fists, there was nothing he could do.
“No matter what happens. I'm not letting them take Bell away.”
“Uhm… If the Patriarch wants to have the summon, then it can be arranged.” The judge said.
The Patriarch frowned, “That’s the only way my grandson would be compensated.”
Hearing that, everyone moved back into the court.
Quinn walked with his head down.
There was no one in this building who was supporting him.
The loneliness stuck to him like a shadow.
But there was no difference.
His father had disowned him and his mother could not go against her husband.
“Quinn Thorpes, do you have anything to say for yourself.” The judge asked.
However another voice interrupted him, “Is there a need to listen to more of his lies. The Rodriguez Family have no time to waste in this place because of a mere peasant. Pass the sentence immediately.”
“O…okay. I'm sorry, Elder Patriarch.” The judge said awkwardly.
“Quinn Thorpes, you have been found guilty of using forbidden arts and for attempted murder of Rhys Rodriguez, and for that you are sentenced to life imprisonment, to work in the Rodriguez Gem Core Vein!”
“That makes no sense! He was the one who started this whole thing.” Quinn lashed out.
“And the beast?” The Patriarch said, paying no attention to Quinn.
“You senile old man.”
“Watch your mouth kid, and be glad I didn't kill you.” The Patriarch sent a glance at Quinn, and his pressure increased.
He was a man who had more than twenty years in the war and even owning about four summons.
The pressure he released wasn't little.
Even Vaughan had to support himself a little.
Suddenly Bell materialised besides Quinn, taking off the pressure instantly.
“You bastard.” The Patriarch clenched his fists.
Seeing what the situation was turning to, the judge quickly gave the next sentence.
“And tomorrow, your connection that forbidden beast would be severed and the beast would be given to Rhys Rodriguez as punishment.”
Anger clawed at Quinn's heart, and he let out a laughter.
These people knew exactly what they were doing.
They'd steal his beast, and he would work in that mine right under the nose of people who planned to kill him.
Two soldiers came and took Quinn by the arm.
He had no expression but there was no way he was letting them have their way with him.
He was led to an underground cell and the keys were locked.
“Maybe this time, you'd think twice about stepping on the foot of a powerful family.”
One of the soldiers said but Quinn remained silent.
Soon enough they left.
“Take my summon?” Quinn chuckled, shaking his head.
His master had already told him that Bell couldn't be separated from him.
So he basically had no one to fear.
All he needed to do was to find a way out of this place.
Kill somebody if he had to.
He just needed to leave this rotten city.
“Bell?” Quinn called, however, there was no response.
“Bell, are you there? Can you hear me?” He tried calling her again.
“There’s no point, she's not going to hear you. It's been barricade by a Beast wall potion.” A man walked out of the shadows.
“And why do you care?” Quinn glared at him, “You put me in this place!”
“Have you come to somehow stroke your ego after bootlicking for that trash family?” Quinn continued.
Vaughan shook his head. “I understand that no amount of apologies would make up for what I did.”
“However, I don't have time to explain. This is the key, and I'd create a diversion. You should leave the city.”
Quinn quickly rose to his feet.
“Why are you doing this? What if they are people waiting outside to frame me for explaining? I'm not a fool.” Quinn responded, folding his hands.
Vaughan nodded, “You barely have time. The duel we had changed my mind. You didn't use a forbidden arts and I also respect the strong.”
When Quinn didn't say anything, Vaughan threw the bundle of keys at him.
“I'd do my job by getting the other guards out. I trust you know what to do.”
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The settlement of *Crimson Dust* did not have walls; it had a barricade of rusted siege engines, sharpened dread-iron spikes, and the bleached bones of massive desert anomalies. It sat at the bottom of a dried, toxic lakebed in the southern badlands, permanently shrouded in a swirling vortex of abrasive red sand.They approached the heavily fortified main gates just as the blood-red sun dipped below the jagged horizon, wearing heavy, tattered mercenary cloaks over their civilian combat gear, their faces hidden beneath thick cloth wraps to filter out the suffocating dust."Keep your auras completely suppressed," Quinn commanded through the localized comm-link in his ear, his voice barely a rasp against the howling wind. "If they sense even a fraction of regulated mana, we will have a hundred rogue Strikers on us before we cross the threshold.""My core is locked down," Luna confirmed, walking with a rigid, calculated limp to perfectly mimic a wounded mercenary.Standing before the rust
CHAPTER 78
The room felt less like more like a crypt. Luna sat on the edge of Quinn’s bed, her hands trembling violently as she maintained a faint, sputtering aura of restorative white light over his shattered chest. She was exhausted, her own inverted pathways burning with agonizing phantom pain, but she refused to stop."Don't move, Quinn," Luna whispered, her voice hoarse, devoid of its usual icy bite. "If you shift, the sternum will pierce your lung. My cellular acceleration is barely holding the bone splinters together."Quinn lay flat on his back, his dark eyes staring blankly at the stone ceiling. He didn't flinch as the bone magically knitted itself back together. He simply existed in the pain, letting it forge a cold, unyielding callous over his tactical mind.Across the room, Darius sat on the floor, using his teeth to pull a roll of bandages tight across his own bruised ribs. Felix stood in the corner, his back to the room. He had salvaged a spare runic terminal, but the holographic
CHAPTER 77
It took two days of planning and brainstorming before they were able to find something. They found someone connected to the movement.The only sound was the rhythmic dripping of condensation from the rotting iron pipes above.Squad Seven crouched atop a massive, decaying crane, their auras completely suppressed."Target acquired," Felix whispered into the comm-link. His runic spectacles whirred, cutting through the dense fog. "Thermal signature matches the residual aether we pulled from the decoy cave. It’s him. The Syndicate’s primary handler."Below them, standing in the center of an empty concrete loading pad, was a singular figure. He wore a tailored, high-collared charcoal trench coat that seemed to absorb the ambient mist. He had no visible weapons, no heavy armor, and his mana output was terrifyingly quiet—like a flatline."He’s waiting for a dead-drop extraction," Quinn murmured, his tactical gaze analyzing the handler's perfectly balanced posture. "Darius, take his left flan
CHAPTER 76
Darius kicked a jagged piece of obsidian. It shattered against the canyon wall with a sharp *crack*. "You don't just erase a fortress! You don't make a dozen massive iron cages and heavily armed executioners vanish into thin air!""They didn't," Felix said, his voice trembling as he knelt in the mud, holding his runic spectacles close to the flattened earth. "A spatial erasure artifact doesn't disintegrate matter, Darius. It folds the localized space into a pocket dimension or forcefully teleports the contents to a secondary anchor point. But the energy required to move a facility of that size... it’s staggering. It leaves a massive aetheric vacuum.""I don't care about the vacuum, archivist," Luna hissed, pacing like a caged predator. The brawler’s tape on her hands was soaked with rain, but her fists remained tightly clenched. "I care about the children! If they teleported them, we need to know where!"Quinn stood perfectly still, his eyes closed, letting the rain hit his face. He e
CHAPTER 75
Following the tribunal shift, the Class-A Watchlist had been implemented with suffocating, terrifying efficiency. Two Vanguard Inquisitors, clad in their light-absorbing obsidian armor, were permanently stationed at the end of Squad Seven’s dormitory hallway. Heavy, ocular wards shaped like glowing silver eyes floated near the ceiling of the cafeteria, tracking Luna’s every movement. The ambient mana in the air was thick with the constant, invasive hum of scrying magic.But Squad Seven had no intention of playing the roles of obedient, terrified prisoners.Midnight brought a torrential downpour, the heavy rain hammering against the stained-glass windows of their secured room. The thunder perfectly masked the frantic, whispered conversation happening inside."The ocular wards operate on a thermal-aetheric spectrum," Felix explained, kneeling on the cold stone floor. He was surrounded by four glowing, fist-sized amethyst crystals. His runic spectacles whirred as he painstakingly carved
CHAPTER 74
Felix paced the narrow space between the beds, his runic spectacles flashing with frantic, cascading numbers. "The tribunal shift was a brilliant tactical delay, Quinn, but mathematically, it is a decaying orbit. Councilor Vesper controls the internal investigation committee. Within three days, they will falsify the aetheric residue reports, claim Luna's healing magic was innately offensive, and sentence her anyway."Darius leaned against the cold stone wall, his emerald eyes burning with restless agitation. "We can't fight the entire Academy bureaucracy. And we can't break her out without turning her into a hunted terrorist.""We don't fight the bureaucracy," Quinn said, sitting at the heavy wooden desk. His voice was a calm, lethal hum. "We amputate its legs. An investigation relies on witness testimony. The only witnesses to the breach were Commander Rael’s Vanguard Wardens. Specifically, the three men Luna directly engaged.""You want to intimidate them?" Darius asked, a sharp, da
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