Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals Chapter 122: I wouldn’t know

[Unauthorized probe detected]

[Lie detection denied.]

Atlan expected that she would start interrogating him, but he didn't think that her first question would relate to Obek.

"No. I don't know what happened to him."

He didn't even have to lie. He truly had no idea what happened to the arrogant young master after the race.

Atlan thought that the guy was able to escape the Pocket Redium because he was the one who knew the ins and outs of their Pocket Redium the most. But from her questioning, it seed that he ultimately got caught by the horde of Pseudo Canzers.

"Why? What happened to him?"

Pterina looked at Atlan's body and saw no obvious change in his breathing and blood flow. He wasn't lying.

Sigh. "He lost most of his SoulTi. He probably got caught by the monsters and couldn't escape their onslaught."

Atlan took a deep breath. Even though he had no favorable impression of Obek. he still didn't like the idea of soone dying so easily. Atlan only hoped that his death was instant.

"Anyway, let's change the subject. I would like you to talk about your experience in the Pocket Redium. Did you find anything strange when you entered? Did you feel anything weird when the horde of Pseudo Canzers malfunctioned?"

Atlan told her everything that he did during the party while omitting so private details about his powers. He even told her about how he made connections with Yasmine.

"It's been brought to my attention that you joined the race between our Genesians and the Olympians. Not only that, you were sohow able to go from last place to the top spot.

How did that happen?"

Of course, Atlan couldn't tell her about his mutation that allowed him to listen to the Pseudo Canzer's language. If he hadn't listened to their talk, he wouldn't have noticed that the Giraffe-Horse was different from the rest.

"I just got lucky, I guess."

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[Lie detection denied.]

"Mhmm…And you were able to speed past the other competitors using that horse, correct?"

"Yup…"

It was hard to believe that Atlan picked the fastest steed in the arena when Yasmine or Razer didn't even know that there was a speed freak monster among the Pseudo Canzers.

But she didn't sense him lying, so he must have gotten lucky.

"And during that race, you didn't sense that sothing was amiss?"

"No, I didn't feel anything wrong."

[Lie detection denied.]

Pterina knew that it was at that point where the Pseudo Canzers started to malfunction.

Soon after Atlan left the arena to join the race, more and more of those horse centaur monsters spawned inside the arena, surprising the spectators in the stands. They tried to run to the portal, but more Pseudo Canzers blocked their way.

So, they ran away. That was when the horde stampede happened.

"So you all continued the race without knowing there was a horde behind you. It fits what the others said as well.

Let's talk about you. How did you fight against those Olympians? They are not the type to let anybody pass them so easily."

Atlan then pointed at his chest and his slingshot. "These helped a lot."

Pterina's eyes widened as she observed the quality of both of these equipnt. The armor didn't look all that impressive but her discerning eyes were able to peer past the inner strength of the chestplate.

"Who gave you that?"

"Miss Custodire."

She gasped. "No wonder it looks like a treasure—it's even better than an indirect Masamune original! And that slingshot too. I can't believe you got an esteed blacksmith like Miss Custodire to give you that armor and custom-make a slingshot as well. Your luck knows no bounds, it seems."

"I guess so."

"But why is your battle suit black?"

Atlan liked the black battle suit so much that he decided to wear it all the ti.

"Oh, Razer gave this as a prize. I think it's called a Stealth–"

"A Stealth Tunic?! The Olympians gave you one of their treasures?!"

Atlan didn't think she would be that surprised. He thought that it was only a normal piece of clothing. Razer said so himself.

"I thought everybody had this?"

"Only Olympians. They don't give it away to other people. They don't even trade it no matter how much people try to offer them."

Turns out this thing is much more precious than I thought.

Atlan should have known that the Stealth Tunic was more valuable than he estimated. After all, it could change to any kind of fabric, color, and style that the wearer wanted with just a snap of his fingers. If he thought that anyone could easily get it, then he was living in a fantasy.

"Why would he give you this?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Razer gave it to because I won in our little competition."

Pterina jaws dropped. As an Inquisitor, she was in charge of knowing everything there was to know about the people caught in the Pocket Redium. Of course, she knew about Razer Wrekton, the genius of Mount Olympus.

And from what she gathered from various anecdotes, stories, and interviews about Razer, there was one word that described him: overbearing.

The man only cared about himself and his strength. It was a trait that he gained from the Almighty Zeus himself.

One of the stories about Razer was that he even stood against Zeus and tried to attack Him while he was being recruited during his draft! He was unwilling to submit defeat against a god like Zeus.

Now, Atlan was telling her that the sa man admitted defeat against him. That was absurd!

The only way that a man like Razer would acknowledge another person was if they fought against each other.

Pterina knew that Atlan was able to reach the top spot of the race because of his fast steed. But she didn't think that he actually fought against Razer himself. In her opinion, there was only one outco from that clash, and that was Atlan getting pushed back to last place.

But it turned out that she was wrong. Atlan was able to stand his ground and gain Razer's respect.

"What did you do when you fought against him? Did you outsmart him in the race? Did you target one of his weaknesses? How did it feel to spar against such an overbearing talent?"

Atlan shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I only punched him one ti."