Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 87: Inducing trauma (3)

The next day,

"Helina use the drug on Angeline again,"

Nix said with a cold face staring at Helina.

Opposite him was Kezwan with a limp body, torn flesh, and protruded nerves, smelling disgusting and foul like rotten meat.

Well, His life was done and his body was extremely made to go through severe ordeals. Even if he was saved, all he could do is probably sit in a place because both his nervous systems and his mana nervures system are beyond resurrection.

Helina drugged Angeline again and waited for Nix's orders.

"Bring me a mop and water bucket. If possible bring some bags with you."

Nix ordered Helina sitting opposite Kezwan and sighed.

"Hah, this room is a mess!"

Next, he gazed at the unconscious Angeline for a second. If she were to wake up she'll end up making a mess out of the situation.

As Helina brought the things he ordered, he nodded his head and told her to leave the room.

"Now..."

He couldn't fathom what he was about to do. Though he felt like puking He drew his sword from his sheath and began to slowly slice his limbs one after another. Kezwan's body was nothing but a chunk of meat at that point. There were no screams and no emotions or slight movements. He was alive there yet, he seemed dead. 

He was not able to sleep the whole night and ended up puking remembering what he did from time to time.

Nix entered the deep abyss of depravity when he steeled his heart to become cruel and he was at the point where he cannot turn back and it was beyond his reach. His upcoming days are going to be even more dreadful where he wouldn't be able to even a have serene rest.

He packed the butchered body parts of Kezwan into the bags and threw them into his inventory and then he packed other shreds of evidence like rope and even the small minute things into his Inventory and washed the floor as fast as possible. There was a limit to how much he could have in his inventory but, fortunately, he was able to keep things he wanted to.

"Knock! Knock!"

Suddenly he heard a few knocks.

"RIT Open up!"

He opened the door calmly and a few men pointing their weapons grabbed his sight.

"Mr.Nix, we've been informed that you are activities are suspicious. If you comply with us the process will sail smoothly."

A man in his mid-thirties said indifferently. He was probably the main head of the four-man team. His hair was brunette in color plus he possessed a thick twisted mustache while wearing an Ironclad with a star symbol in the center. Probably Ferandel's symbol.

"Before that can I see you Id's?"

Nix asked back again.

"Sure!"

He said and proffered Nix his Id.

'Zemben- Rank 2 Patrol officer & member of RIT'

Nix mumbled after laying his eyes on the Id.

RIT stands for Royal investigation team. Royal Investigation teams work in a straight way it is a higher ranked version of the Patrol department. The patrol department cannot go on searching in a random person's private space while RIT can. It was one of the systems which were used by the Governments under royal ruling so, even Dracton had that type of system.

Dracton was a seemingly free city yet, there were similar rules like unnecessary killing prohibition. If needed they could get permission with an appropriate reason but, Ferandal is a strict city. Once he was noticed that he is a criminal he'd be going through hell.

'I ought to act as cool and calm as possible.'

Nix mumbled and gave his Id back.

"Now, I want to withhold your Id until I finish going through your room."

The man said

"Sure."

Nix nodded and gave him his Id.

"It would be helpful to know why I am being suspected?"

Nix said in a friendly tone.

"I am sorry for not saying. We are investigating you because some of your neighbors and the employees of the inn complained that you seem suspicious. Moreover, We found five people dead in a house at south Mada bazaar lane. Furthermore, Someone is messing with Havenkat Daneren and kidnapped his son. So, it is not just you. we are checking anyone who is reported as suspicious or the ones we suspect. "

'So, It worked...'

"I see thanks for explaining Mr.Zemben," Nix said monotonously.

"I believe the little miss next door is your companion?" Zemben said casually.

"Yes, she is."

"Okay, It's fine we've already searched her room."

Hearing it he began to sweat heavily.

'Cool! cool! Cool yourself down!' Nix desperately muttered inwardly.

It was his first time getting investigated and What not? Everything he did in this city was the worst thing in his entirety. If he were on earth would he possibly able to do these things? or even think about killing? No, He'd be living a normal and simple life.

"Take a seat until we finish going through your room."

The man said and ordered others to search for clues to find anything suspicious. It was a different world so, there was no need for a search warrant and as such.

One of the patrol officers noticed the freshly washed floor and the neatly cleaned room and slightly rubbed the floor with his hand and smelled his finger.

Without drifting his eye contact away from the man. Nix confidently stared into his eyes back. 

'Maintain eye contact, Don't show anxiety or tension in your face, Be conscious of your body language... Relax! Would a random thing from a novel work here?'

Nix muttered inwardly. Those were somethings he probably read in a novel way back during his time traveling to college. One of his habits was reading while traveling. Never in his wildest dream would he have thought that those habits of his to help him here? He tried his best to hide his crimes as a defendant. 

In any case, Theoretical knowledge and practical knowledge are two different things but, the human brain is something special. It works the best in times of trouble. Trying to find a hole to escape from every dangerous scenario by bringing things that we thought as useless knowledge.

"Mr.Nix, Is she your mate?"

He said pointing at Angeline.

"Yes? Should I wake her up?"

Nix said with a fake smile and walked towards her.

While people say lies they don't use hand signs and when they say the truth they use a certain confident body language and Nix carefully managed to use normal body language without arising suspicion yet, he didn't overdo it either.

"Since she is sleeping it's fine. I believe you are falsely speculated by the others..." The man who tested the floor said with a smile.

Nix was dumbstruck yet, he didn't show it in his face because he didn't think that they would consider his bull shit acting, either way, he didn't drop his guard and his act just in case if they were pulling a reverse move. 

"Alright..."

Nix backed away with a smile and sat on the chair again.

They began to go through everything they could to get some evidence since there is none even after searching everything they were compelled to withdraw.

"We apologize for making you go through the trouble."

Zemben said bowing down along with his subordinates.

Even though they said that they threw glances at Angeline a few times. Probably still suspicious about her. But, didn't choose to trespass privacy.

"It's fine you did your duty."

Nix said after receiving the fake Id.

'I really wonder how Rafila got her hands on these superior techs... And Her Intel was on point. I Should inquire her for the details about other clans from her.'

He thought reminiscing the gadgets and the intel she gave him, furthermore, she had sent him an experienced illusionist. Where did she get such tools at her disposal was something mysterious. Probably she possessed a good alchemist with her.

Yet, those were the things he will unravel after going back as the first job ever after reporting the mission.

In any case, Nix's plan of inducing trauma in Havenkat's mind was a splendid success. Yet, was there anything worth in this plan?

If he wanted to he could have attacked straight away but, there would be a lot of variables he'd had to tackle if he went reckless. If he did that everything he went through would have been meaningless. One has to evolve every time you go through defeat and humiliation. And Nix has certainly evolved.

****

During the dusk,

"Angel Zariniel I am glad that you accepted my summon."

Havenkat said with an emotionless face staring at a woman whose expression and surroundings seemed cold as Ice.

"I'd like to know the reason for the summon."

The woman nodded her head and took her seat opposite Havenkat with her legs crossed wearing a proud face. Indeed she seemed to be a woman of pride.

Anyone would be mesmerized by her cold beauty from just a single glance. She possessed long white wings and a skin tone that was pale as snow similar to her thick eyelashes. Her clothing was nothing explosive yet, the slight sight of her heart-shaped cleavage and her skin-tight clothing that stuck tightly against her body, exhibiting her curvy figure would make anyone arouse.

On top of her head was a silver ring-like crown. It was one of the significant traits of the angels as most of them wear it.

"I seek protection."

"My family is utterly destroyed. I was compelled to kill my own wife and my son is kidnapped and it seems someone is trying to deliberately make me go through these to make my mind unstable. And I am really unstable right now so, I wanted some protection while some of them are searching for my son."

Havenkat said with a depressed and tired face.

"I see, I want you to build a church for the goddess as payment for the protection you are receiving."

She declared and rose from her seat and began to walk out of the room.

"I heard one of your clothing business firms has been burned this noon? The cause is something unknown but, I am sure they are coming to your head. Rest assured I'll take care of it." She said turning around.

As they were speaking his servant came in with a bag and gave it to Havenkat.

"No don't open it!"

Zariniel noticed the bag and said in a startle.

It was then,