Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 286 [The Right Direction]

"One squad in position."

"Second squad, in position."

"Three teams, in position."

"Take action."

Upon hearing the message coming through the communicator, Trafford decisively issued the order.

In an era of rapid development in radio technology, radio communication equipment was naturally already being installed in top-tier official institutions like the Royal Security Service.

However, no matter how well Trafford planned things or how advanced the squad's equipment was, they were destined to come up empty-handed.

The underground meeting place was deserted; not only was the target, Earl Jaccard, nowhere to be found, nor were any of the other participants.

Aside from the intoxicating aroma of wine permeating the air, not even an empty bottle was left behind.

"The news may have been leaked in advance."

The temporary adjutant reported to Trafford in a low voice.

Trafford, barely suppressing his anger, said, "Search! Turn the whole place upside down! I refuse to believe there aren't any clues."

He was already very annoyed by the scene.

In a short period of time, twice in a row, it was as if a pair of eyes were constantly watching them, and each time they were one step ahead of them.

As things gradually spiraled out of his control, he watched helplessly as the situation began to deteriorate.

In the end, there were some results.

This time, the trace tracking team put their efforts to the test.

They eventually located Count Jaccard's whereabouts by examining items found in his home.

They had actually been involved in the underground hospital before, but unfortunately, they didn't know what the other party had done. They followed the clues out of that place and then there were no more leads.

Trafford was actually a bit pessimistic to begin with.

Fortunately, this time, it seems the other side has revealed a weakness.

Was it because your offensive was too fast?
The trace tracking team was using their true name power to follow the trail to a hidden passage.

A glimmer of hope rekindled in Trafford's heart.

We must be quick; the enemy has already revealed a weakness.

In reality, Ethan and Anya were silently observing all of this from a distance.

He knew, of course, that the other party would track him down based on the traces.

After all, he had eaten with Joseph so many times.

They did interact during the meal.

He was very familiar with the composition of the Kingdom Security Bureau.

Every time the operations department is deployed, it is equipped with a trace tracking team.

This is a team composed of a special group of True Names, who possess the ancient True Name, Eternal Hunters, one of the True Names belonging to the old era.

Their tracking ability is very strong.

Fortunately, Ethan wielded more power.

Last time, they used the power of the King of the North Sea to conceal their tracks.

However, this time, Ethan has no intention of hiding anymore.

What he wanted was for the other party to catch up with him.

Half an hour ago, after receiving information about Count Jaccard, he immediately began searching for the man.

Fortunately, luck was on his side. Despite being weaker than the Royal Guard in every way, Count Jaccard was attending an underground party hosted by Palen today.

Then, it's very simple.

After being led into a small room, Count Jacques was knocked unconscious and taken away by Ethan, who was waiting there.

Having confirmed that Trafford was investigating according to the expected trajectory, Ethan left with Earl Jaccard.

destination--

South area.

Along the way, Ethan kept leaving clues unintentionally.

It wasn't until he reached the southern district, close to the Martino family's territory, that he used his authority to erase all traces of what followed.

Then, he put on the mask of the Godfather and found Vasini, who looked rather haggard, in the church.

Without a doubt, Vasini almost jumped up when he saw Ethan.

at last.

at last.

After so many days of prayer, God still showed His mercy and sent His powerful messenger, the Father, to deliver a new divine decree.

“Godfather, you’ve finally arrived!” Vasini strode forward, seemingly wanting to embrace Ethan, but then he suddenly realized he might have overstepped his bounds and quickly stopped, lowering his head.

"Vassini, you are very good."

Ethan responded to him in a faint, ethereal voice.

Ethan was well aware of the hardships Vasini had been enduring these days, with territory constantly being lost and the family's situation becoming increasingly difficult.

He longed for a chance to break the deadlock.

Originally, even Ethan himself couldn't figure out where the breakthrough would be.

But things are different now.

"The great Lord has heard your prayer and has commanded me to save you."

"Thank God!"

Vasini quickly bowed.

Valenzo was behind him.

"Take this man into custody and make sure he doesn't escape or speak. At the same time, be on high alert. The war is about to begin, and it will be far more brutal than before."

Ethan simply tossed the hooded Earl Jaccard to Vasini.

Vasini didn't dare to check the specifics, he just nodded.

At the same time, a feeling of excitement welled up in his heart. Finally, had the Lord unleashed all His power?
All-out war?
At that moment, he had no idea what he was about to face.

At the same time, Trafford had already led his team to the South Division.

“The traces have disappeared here.”

After careful examination, the trace tracking team shook their heads helplessly at Trafford.

Trafford looked towards the South District, then at the dome of the sanctuary that could be faintly seen in the distance, and slowly nodded.

"It's okay, I already know where he is."

South District, that's the place.

This is Martino family territory, that's for sure.

Everything clicked.

Count Jacquard was not wronged; it was this fellow.

"You've worked hard, take a rest first."

The rest doesn't necessarily have to rely entirely on the Kingdom Protection Bureau.

Doesn't Trevor need this place?

It's time to make him bleed a little.

After explaining the situation with Jacard, Ethan headed towards the house where Karst was being held captive.

Although it was called imprisonment, there were no guards or other defenses, except for the orders Ethan gave him—

You cannot leave this room.

In fact, as the situation has worsened in recent days, Karst has had its share of dissent.

He could naturally sense the changes in the outside world.

He tried to escape, but the rules always brought him back to reality.

He knew that the person controlling him was still safe and sound.

So when Ethan reappeared, he behaved very well, sitting cross-legged just like when he met Vasini before.

Are you bored here all by yourself?

Ethan stared at him, smiled, and said...

"I am an immortal being, and the thing immortal beings fear least is boredom and loneliness."

Karst smiled too.

"So, what brings you here this time?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

"Is it necessary to be so polite?"

"Karst, actually, I don't want to keep you imprisoned like this forever. If possible, I will give you your freedom in the future."

Ethan looked at him.

Karst remained silent.

"what's up?"

He asked after a while.

I want you to become a person.

(End of this chapter)