Every "Mystical Side individual" invited had to undergo a test , which would determine to which department these "Mystical Side individuals" were specifically assigned.
Then, she saw Jason’s mouth corner twitch upward.
It was fleeting, and in the next moment, Jason had reverted to his original state.
But Cortana was certain that Jason had smiled.
There was no worry, even less fear.
A look of puzzlement appeared in Cortana’s eyes.
She had seen too many "Mystical Side individuals," even those powerful and mysterious Excellencies would involuntarily show a look of concern after hearing the words just spoken, even if they were not afraid.
So why would Jason smile?
"You are only facing a scout."
"While they mostly operate alone, they will fight in squads when facing stronger adversaries, especially since you have killed a scout. More scouts will come seeking revenge," she warned.
While respect was genuine, Cortana would not forget the necessary reminder.
Jason’s mouth once again couldn’t help but curve upward.
What could be more delightful than ’food’ delivered to one’s doorstep?
Naturally, it was even more ’food’ arriving at one’s doorstep.
Jason lowered his head to look again at the ’food’ on the coffee table, his eyes lighting up with an almost tangible brilliance.
Cortana noticed this brilliance.
She could see that it was a craving!
A craving that stemmed from instinct!
Did Lord Jason so thirst for battle?
Could it be that Lord Jason, posing as a writer and staying behind closed doors all day, did so out of fear of harming ordinary people and thus was forced to curb his own longing for battle? 𐍂𝘈ŊŏβƐS
And now, with the Sabie Aliens’ invasion, he no longer had to restrain himself?
Is that why he was so elated?
Cortana continued to speculate.
Cortana wanted to say more, but Jason stood up, took all the ’food’ from the table, and walked straight to the study.
Cortana turned her head in confusion, watching this unfold.
Jason emerged from the bedroom, wearing a hockey mask and holding a wide-bladed, short-handled machete. He picked up the body of the Sabie alien scout from the ground and walked outside.
The two men who had accompanied Cortana stood stiffly, staring at Jason in this guise.
Cortana was somewhat startled herself.
She remained frozen for several seconds until she heard the roar of the car engine starting downstairs, snapping back to reality.
"Follow him!" she shouted, rushing down the stairs.
The trio drove after Jason’s car.
Soon, they left the urban area of Cherry City.
In front of a dense forest on the outskirts, Jason stopped the car Brian had left him, took the body of the Sabie alien out of the trunk, and then... hung it on a tree.
The tree branch bearing the body of the Sabie alien swayed back and forth in the night wind, creaking with each movement.
From a distance, Cortana witnessed it all.
Her eyes widened, and she inhaled sharply.
"Is this, this, is Lord Jason provoking the Sabie Aliens?"
Meanwhile, the two subordinates couldn’t help but groan.
"He’s truly a madman!"
Cortana, however, ignored her subordinates’ comments, her wide eyes shining with excitement.
"This is what a true warrior looks like!"
She thought to herself, and then reached for the communicator to call for backup from headquarters.
She would not allow anything to happen to such a warrior.
"In life and death, the cycle never ends. We live, and you..."
"Come fill my belly!"