43 Enraged Argon (EDITED)
After ending the call, Lysandra dialed Asher's number and waited.
Beep*. Beep*. Beep*.
But unfortunately, she had to end it in disappointment.
"Busy," Looking at his status shown on her phone screen, she sighed and mumbled, "Oh my, Little Ash, where are you?"
"Ugh, never mind. This case is important. After dealing with it, I will punish that naughty and selfish child." She was determined not to lose her grip on his fate. Lysandra pushed the documents away.
Soon, she messaged someone, and right after that, Officer Mitchell arrived in front of her.
"Go ahead and deal with that caretaker; be as harsh as possible and send him to that hellhole of a prison through the special teleportation. Also, inform the Argon boy, who was arguing for him. Make sure all the paperwork is tight. I want this to be done without any issues." Lysandra told him without wasting any time before returning her attention to other paperwork.
"Yes, Chief." Officer Mitchell saluted and exited her office.
...
Argon was practicing his techniques in his special cultivation room when, all of a sudden, his attention was broken by phone notifications.
'Who can it be right now?'. With a complicated emotion, Argon hurried to unlock his phone to see the message he had received.
"Hmm." A crease emerged between his brows, and his red pupils shrank to some degree.
"Uncle Oswald's Investigation?" Opening the link shared, the bewilderment was written on his fair and handsome face.
And reading the details within the investigated file, his eyebrows furrowed.
Soon, his complexion became furious, and the fiery red aura started to flow, rise, and spread out like waves from his body. The killing intent started enveloping the area right after that.
"How dare they? Even when they told me that the investigation would be done with care, they just sent him to the worst prison. How could they don't even believe what the truth is and complete his case in just a few hours?" Argon cursed everyone responsible.
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He let out a loud roar in anger and frustration, as something like this never happened to him. Everyone always believed in him, and everything always went as he thought it would.
This was the first time for him to experience a loss, and it was a loss that he couldn't stomach as his caring uncle was going to suffer.
Out of the blue, Jacob, who was also practicing in another room, came as soon as he noticed an unusual aura in Argon's room.
"What happened, Argon? Why are you angry?" Seeing the raging crimson energy coming off, his heart clenched, wondering if any powerful expert had attacked in secret.
"Jacob, just look at this! They just wrote whatever bullshit they wanted, closed Uncle Oswald's case, and sent him to the worst prison." Argon displayed the phone with all the information.
Looking at the evidence of abuse and murder, Jacob didn't know what to say.
"Jacob, just call Aunt Gray. I am sure she will be able to solve this problem. Although Chief Lysandra promised to do the investigation, I know she didn't. Everything is too quick; she perhaps instructed people not to follow the actual route and dealt with him straight away." Argon requested Jacob in desperation.
"Okay."
Jacob went away to make the call after accepting.
Seeing him leave. Argon continued cursing people for Oswald's plight.
...
Soon, Jacob returned with a disappointed look and said, "I am sorry, Argon. My aunt said she couldn't do anything about the case as it was complicated with all the evidence present. She also said that Police Chief Lysandra is a powerful cultivator with a high position and is impartial about her work. Since all the evidence is clear, maybe he committed those crimes." He finished with a serious voice.
"What?! Shut up! Just SHUT UP! How could you even say that? I know it is all fake. Everything is fake. FAKE! Uncle Oswald would never do this. NEVER!".
Listening to Jacob's words, the enraged Argon became exasperated.
At the moment, his passionate, crimson eyes began to fill up with a reddish and fierce light.
Jacob just stayed silent, listening to his outburst.
"Leave."
Knowing that he would ignore him, Jacob walked back in silence. As it seems, Argon couldn't accept his words this time.
With no other outlet, a growl escaped his mouth.
BOOM.
The door was knocked down into pieces with one punch, and splinters scattered around.
Soon he rushed towards the teleportation portal center and went straight to the city closest to the wild forest, far away from the capital city.
Argon was feeling intense anger as he went inside the forest.
"It's all a lie! They just want to frame Uncle Oswald."
He thought about how his dear Uncle Oswald always used to smile whenever he made small things for him. He never yelled at him, even once when he was naughty and liked to go run outside their orphanage.
In the orphanage, they all treated him better, and Uncle Oswald was the kindest person he ever met.
So there is no way such a kind and honest man can commit those crimes. It's not his fault, and he won't let others deceive him.
But the rage faded just a little as more thoughts passed. He remembered his uncle telling him not to wander in a dangerous wild forest alone.
"Little Argon, this is very dangerous!! If something happens, I won't be able to handle it. Please don't wander in forests alone again. Okay?"
Oswald always tried to explain its harm. But sometimes, no, often he didn't listen and ended up going in and finding good things for cultivation.
"ARGGGG.".
An excruciating pain shot through his chest upon thinking about it, making his already emotional state much worse.
Soon, his expression became red and distorted. His pupils were filled with a fierce and strange glow and were almost spouting fire.
His heightened senses allowed him to smell and feel his burning odor, while the sensation spread over his entire face.
Noticing a wild Star Beast, he dashed towards it after pulling out his fiery sword. He willed it, and golden-red fire essence enveloped the sword.
Arriving in front of the beast in the next second, he beheaded it with a single fiery strike as the blood splashed on his face.
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