Chapter 34: Casper

[Who are you?] Zera asked in a startled tone.

"Shut up," Raven said coldly and looked ahead at Scott.

"Oh? Did I hit your head too hard? Why are you talking rudely?" Scott was amused by Raven's words and asked with a grin while grabbing his hair.

"It seems you need some beating," Scott added.

Meanwhile, Raven blinked his eyes and suddenly extended his slim hand toward Scott.

Before Scott could understand the situation, a firm grip appeared around his neck and tightened, causing him to suffocate.

"Young master!" The blonde-haired man tried to punch 'Raven' using his full strength, but 'Raven' acted at lightning speed.

"Tsk!"

In a second, he released Scott and backed away faster.

He moved more than two meters from where he was before and raised his hand.

His action was too fast even for the guards to follow.

The next second, an eerie, cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Devour!"

But nothing happened.

"What the f*ck did you do to this body, you damned spirit?"

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[… Who are you?] Zera was still confused by the current situation and asked cautiously.

Although she could tell that it was Raven's consciousness, she found a strange, mysterious power acting within.

'This isn't a separate consciousness but more like a split personality. But I have an uneasy feeling.'

While she was thinking in the memory library, Raven's lips curled upward and formed into an eerie smile.

"Hehe, the one you loathe most."

Zera's eyes widened!

[… Casper? Didn't my owner's spell 'Erase Existence' eradicate you? How come you became a part of Raven's original consciousness?] Zera asked in a shocked tone.

But 'Casper' ignored her words and waved his hand.

He took the Frozen Ender from the inventory a second later and gripped it with both hands.

Meanwhile, the blonde-haired young man and the middle-aged man also unsheathed their weapons and stood before Scott to protect him.

"Tsk, whenever I wake up from my slumber, this brat always ends up in a life-threatening situation." As he spoke, he instantly checked 'Raven's' body condition and frowned.

"He doesn't even have any mana."

But he infused his spirit power into the spear and slashed in the direction where the guards and Scott were standing.

A moment later, dense ice-elemental energy came out of the spear's tip and formed into the shape of a crescent moon before flying in the trio's direction while expanding in size.

Before the guards could even respond, the blade-like crescent moon appeared before them and cut their bodies horizontally, killing them instantly.

At the same time, a sharp, piercing pain appeared in his head, causing him to drop the spear.

"F*ck! Not again."

As he cursed, Casper staggered while vomiting blood and slowly falling.

But before he could hit the floor, a slim and beautiful young woman dashed from the gloomy staircase at an incredible speed and caught him from hitting the floor.

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"I-I'm sorry for being late, Raven." Her eyes became watery as she checked his pulse and felt that his body was trembling.

"I wish I had been stronger and eliminated these vipers. If only I had, things might not have ended like this."

Anger and hatred appeared in her eyes, causing the invisible shackle that blocked her from advancing to break.

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Millers' Mansion house, Lombard Street.

A few minutes ago, a loud bang reverberated through the air as the imposing gates of Millers' Mansion were forcefully thrust open. The sound echoed ominously against the walls of the grand estate, signaling the arrival of unexpected visitors. Through the parted gates strode a young woman in her twenties, her presence commanding attention as she stepped purposefully into the mansion's grounds.

Following closely behind her was a middle-aged woman, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced gaze. The air crackled with tension as the mansion's inhabitants, caught off guard by the intrusion, paused in their tasks to observe the newcomers. Whispers of concern rippled through the crowd as they beheld the unmistakable attire of law enforcement adorning the young woman.

"Police? Didn't we give this month's pay-off a week ago? Why are you here?" A tall man with a muscular physique suddenly stepped forward and asked them.

"It seems the corruption is rooted in the southern district station itself. No wonder I couldn't find anything whenever I came here for inspection." Athena said in a cold tone and instantly unsheathed her long sword.

"Please try not to kill anyone, aunt. But you can cripple them." As soon as she spoke, she disappeared from there and reappeared behind that muscular man.

Before he could even understand, he felt his hands slowly falling while spraying blood on the grassy yard.

A scream echoed in the mansion yard as the hesitating thugs started pulling out their weapons and getting ready for battle.

On the other hand, Athena and Shirley moved incredibly quickly and started attacking the thugs madly.

Although three official-rank Walkers were among the thugs, none threatened Athena and Shirley.

In two minutes, all the people who were in the middle of transporting the goods were taken care of.

Athena and Shirley stormed into the mansion without waiting for the enemies to get alert.

But as soon as they entered the mansion, they saw more than twenty members gathering at the center of the main hall and seemed to have prepared for the battle.

Some members gathered in the main hall stood out most and were adorned in gleaming armor, their figures shielded by sturdy gauntlets and helms that spoke of readiness for combat. Their attire exuded an aura of intimidation, hinting at a proficiency in the art of warfare.

Contrastingly, the remainder of the assembly held only crude weapons in hand, such as swords and spears, their attire lacking the protective layers of armor. Their faces bore expressions of uncertainty and fear, their eyes darting nervously as they awaited the upcoming clash.

As chaos erupted within the mansion's grand hall, the scene was further accentuated by the frantic flight of the mansion's servants. Maids and butlers scrambled in a panicked frenzy, their footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors as they sought refuge from the unfolding turmoil.

"Why does it look like we are the villains here?" Athena muttered in annoyance.

"Seven Official Rank Walkers? I didn't expect this Miller Family to be this powerful." Shirley commented as she analyzed the strength of the opponents and covered her sword in an invisible aura.

"They are one of the three wealthiest families in this town, Aunt. If not for the political pressure from above, I would've long found evidence of their shady businesses. I thought they had some ties with Vipers but didn't expect the Millers Mansion to be the main base itself."

But her top priority was not to arrest them but to save her brother.

"I'll take care of them in a blink."

As Athena was about to attack, she suddenly sensed a chilling sensation coming from the farther end of the mansion and squinted her eyes.

Shirley also noticed the odd phenomenon and instantly spoke.

"Go ahead and check it out. I'll take care of these guys." Saying so, she stepped forward and faced the guards of the Millers family.

Nodding, Athena dashed towards the left side corridor while evading attacks from the guards and soon disappeared from everyone's eyes.

On the other hand, Shirley enveloped her sword in a sword aura and stepped forward. Her movements were fluid and precise as she engaged the guards of the Millers family. With each swing of her sword, she deflected their blows effortlessly, her skill evident in every graceful motion. The guards, though well-trained, found themselves outmatched by Shirley's speed and strength.

Soon, the apprentice rank Walkers started to go down one by one, followed by the official rank Walkers.

The main hall was filled with blood and flesh in minutes. Some were crippled, while others were on the verge of death. Screams and cries came from outside the mansion and inside, causing a considerable commotion on Lombard Street.

After finishing off the last Official Rank Walker, Shirley stood in the middle of the hall and looked coldly at the kneeling blonde-haired middle-aged man.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man named Jaxx Miller glanced around and saw his guards and even the most loyal servants were severely wounded.

"W-Why are you doing this?" He asked in a trembling voice while looking at the woman with fear.

After witnessing the massacre, he realized that the woman standing before him was an Elite Walker!

'When did we offend such a powerful figure? Moreover, where did that young woman in the police uniform go?' Although she didn't participate in the fight, he felt that the young woman's strength might be equal to that of this middle-aged woman!

'I need to wait until Kaiser and Ramon come back!' Both were Elite Walkers from the Vipers Syndicate and were also responsible for managing and distributing the goods all over the town.

'Mark should've informed them about the current situation by now. As long as I stall time, they will come here and handle this situation.' He thought to himself and was about to say something, but suddenly, a burst of invisible power came from the backside of the mansion, causing him to suffocate.

He soon noticed the lamp lights in the mansion started to dim and died out one by one.

Only the light emitting from the chandelier remained still, illuminating the main hall dimly.

Even Shirley looked surprised and slowly turned toward the gloomy, dark corridor on the left side.

A few seconds passed, and a shadowy figure soon walked out of the darkness while carrying a young boy in her arms.