Boss, you.. you..
The magma they forcibly forced into your body back in Hell hasn't been fully expelled yet; this is the perfect opportunity to deal with it.
As he spoke, Master took out a vial, pulled the stopper, poured a small amount into his palm, after confirming the ingredients and concentration, immediately fed it into Wood's mouth.
Boss! What are you doing!
Wood was momentarily flustered, before he could protest, his face turned bright red as the finger, coated in a thick and cloyingly sweet liquid, was thrust into his mouth.
“Mmph.. mmph..”
Keep it in your mouth, don't you dare spit it out.
"Keep it in your mouth, don't you dare spit it out," Master emphasized with a smile.
Wood pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.
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In the intensive care unit in the middle of the night, time flowed slowly, almost as if it were frozen.
The pale walls absorbed the noise, leaving only the rhythmic or irregular electronic beeps of the long row of instruments. The air was thick with the heavy, unmistakable scent of disinfectant. The only light sources were the screens and indicator lights of the equipment by the bedside, their dim green and ghastly red glows illuminating the face curled up on the hospital bed.
Arthur, who was rescued from the fire, was sleeping soundly. The Agents from the Special Events Investigation Department responsible for watching over him sat wearily by the bedside, struggling to keep their heavy eyelids open.
A deathly silence hung over the pale, brightly lit corridor.
..
As the night grew deeper, the Agent on watch finally succumbed to sleepiness and slumped over by the bedside.
At the same time, the ward door slid open silently, leaving a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through. A black shadow slipped in with agile speed, heading straight for the hospital bed.
The room remained very quiet.
The dark shadow stood by the bedside, skillfully pulling out a small vial of potion and holding it to the nostrils of the drowsy, sleeping Agent—once certain that the volatile gas would keep the other from waking for a short time, he walked over to the Boy's side, using the dim green light from the monitoring equipment's screen to confirm that the patient was the child he was looking for.
Forgive me, this is your destiny.
After a cruel sigh, Black Shadow pulled out the weapon, preparing to—
Swish!
The Agent sleeping on the side of the bed rose up like a bolt of lightning, one hand grabbing the Black Shadow's right hand that held the weapon, while the other hand twisted the Black Shadow's left hand behind its back, her movements so skillful they seemed impossible for someone drugged into a stupor.
The Boy sat up straight on the bed, his eyes as sharp as blades, looking with hatred at the Black Shadow, who was already firmly restrained.
Where are Montbanes V and Wife!
The voice, vibrating directly within his mind, struck Black Shadow's heart like a heavy hammer.
W-Who are you! What is going on?
To know nothing of the Montbanes Family's past, yet dare to accept the commission of Montbanes V—you are a bold, pathetic creature.
Benjamin spoke sadly, pulling away from Arthur's body.
The ward lights flickered on, exposing Black Shadow completely.
..
..
By the time Wood arrived at the Hospital, the Night Raid Incident was drawing to a close.
Under the protection of Ghost Boy Benjamin and the Staff, Arthur was sleeping peacefully in the Ward, while the Attacker was taken to the Soundproof Room to undergo the unique Interrogation Method of the Special Events Investigation Department.
Everything went smoothly, at least it seems that way.
Jason smiled and told Wood, while Wood, who had something in his mouth, nodded repeatedly without saying a word.
Why aren't you saying anything? Did something unusual happen?
Jason asked curiously.
Wood was speechless. He pulled out his phone and typed a line: I have a secret weapon prepared for tonight in my mouth! This thing must be kept in a specific temperature environment; once it comes into contact with the outside world, it will cause terrible consequences.
Understood, understood.
Jason nodded, appearing to understand but not quite, when a subordinate entered the room: "Boss, that guy spoke up. He admitted that Montbanes V and Wife hired him to take Arthur out of the Hospital and send him to Montbanes Manor in the suburbs."
In other words.. the altar is already prepared..
Jason's expression turned solemn: "Then, it is time for us to act as well."
Upon hearing this, Wood typed the next line on his phone: I want to join the action!
“Of course.”
Jason nodded.
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..
At dawn, the sky turned pale.
Montbanes V and Wife stood before the gates of their manor in formal attire, upon seeing the vehicle drive in, they immediately stepped forward to meet it.
Everything has been taken care of?
Yes, everything has been settled.
The Driver, wearing a mask and sunglasses, answered in a muffled voice.
The Co-pilot got out of the car and carried the Little Boy, who was fast asleep in the back seat, out.
"The drug will wear off in about an hour," the Driver said.
An hour is more than enough.
Montbanes V and Wife spoke coldly, commanding the two to lead the child into the Basement with them.
"Remember, everything you see later is a secret! You must not speak of it! We will pay a sufficient hush money," Montbanes V said coldly.
The Driver nodded, following Montbanes V and Wife in single file with the Co-pilot, as they entered the dim Basement, which was lit only by candles.
Place the child on that Magic Circle in the center.
The Mistress held up the lantern and commanded, "His hands and feet must be tied to the marked positions."
Understood.
The Driver obeyed the command, acting alongside the Co-pilot, who had remained silent until now.
Soon, the boy was tied up.
Montbanes V and Wife stepped forward, upon confirming the Boy was unable to move, a satisfied smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.
They picked up a glass of red liquid from the Altar covered in skulls and handed it to the Driver: "Drink it."
“This—"
Don't worry, it's not poisoned.
Montbanes V picked up another glass, divided the red liquid into two, drank one of them on the spot: "The best way to seal a secret is not to kill the witnesses, but to turn you into a community of shared interests. Once you are deeply involved in this matter, having committed the same heinous crimes as we have and having gained unexpected, massive benefits because of it, you will naturally keep the secret with us."
Really? What kind of benefits can we get from this ritual?
A century of prosperity and good fortune.
Montbanes V said this as he handed half a glass of liquid to the Driver: "Share this Divine liquid, become our eternal partners in interest."
Thank you! Thank you!
The Driver took the Glass Cup but did not immediately bring it to his lips.
He handed the Glass Cup to his companion: "You drink first."
The Co-pilot, who had remained silent all along, then took off his mask, revealing a face that shimmered even in the dim light.
“You—"
Montbanes V and Wife gasped in shock, "How could it be you!"
The Mistress turned around and grabbed a gun while simultaneously pressing the alarm system: "Don't come any closer! We have made the most comprehensive preparations for today's ritual! If you dare to approach, we will—"
Ah—cough! Cough, cough, cough!
Wood, having reached his limit of endurance, opened his mouth and coughed violently. Scalding lava, emitting a fierce red glow, erupted from his mouth, splashing onto the ground and flowing everywhere!
“You.. you.. you all..”
Montbanes V and Wife were stunned with terror. Once the Mistress regained his senses, the first thing she did was throw away the gun in his hand, which had become scorching hot due to the overflowing high temperatures, as she screamed and shouted, wanting to—
Do you want to escape!
Using Anubis's power to possess the puppet provided by the Special Events Investigation Department, Benjamin, disguised as Arthur, straightened his body and spoke in a cold voice.
“Who.. who are you!”
Benjamin's voice filled Montbanes V with an inexplicable sense of dread.
Your voice.. You, you..
I am Benjamin, the Eldest Son of the Montbanes Family who died in a Sacrifice a hundred years ago.
Benjamin detached himself from the firmly bound puppet body and appeared before Montbanes V and Wife in a translucent state.
Mister Wood, could you pause the lava spitting and let me say a few words to them?
Of course.
After a long outpouring, Wood, whose internal magma had almost completely depleted, "conveniently" came to a halt.
Thank you.
After offering his thanks, Benjamin walked toward the stunned and uneasy Montbanes V and Wife, spreading his translucent arms.
You believe the century of luxury enjoyed by the Montbanes Family stems from Sacrifice, believing that by performing the Sacrifice once more, the family can enjoy another century of glory under the protection of the Stone Demon. However, the truth is not so; no one knows the truth of that Sacrifice from a hundred years ago better than I..