After thoroughly reading each of the scrolls he had found in that basent, Matt looked thoughtful.
There were several things he had discovered, but they were not of great importance.
One of them seed interesting, though, as it dealt with the City of Clans or, more precisely, so nobles who lived there.
From what he could gather from the scrolls, there wasn't much to stress.
The 'Basent Organization' was not too big and was led by so High-Level Nobles living in the City of Clans. No records of those people ever appear, but they are known to be high-level people living there.
There is no further information about the organization, just the movents they have been making.
'It makes guess that all the information might be locked up there in the City of Clans.' Matt thought, but he stopped thinking about it.
Although the guild mission would grant him a great reward, and he could use it to get a good rank in the Kingdom, it wasn't enough for him to risk his life investigating sothing that didn't concern him.
That was why, although he was eager to go to that City of Clans, it was to investigate the Forbidden Library ntioned in that book.
He, therefore, diverted his thoughts elsewhere.
During all this ti, he had also investigated the ornantal chain worn by the girls and the woman who was dead in that place. Thanks to that and his abilities, he was able to find several things.
The sll of those who grabbed these ornants roughly was the most important thing.
This brought a smile to his face.
Those killers were such idiots not to wear gloves, so the body odor, though faint, still perated these little collars.
Thanks to that, Matt had an idea.
'If they're hanging out with Philip Baker, it's possible they already know I'm staying at this hotel. If he put a tracking registration on , it's likely that this man is trying to give my location to those assassins... Considering that they also attacked and have made enemies with the Allens, maybe they are the sa ones I saw at that mont inside the academy...' He thought and smiled.
'I'll go out for a mont then. If I don't take a chance, I won't know how strong these people are, and as long as I have these two things, I'll be able to tell if the one following is powerful or not.' Matt thought.
If you could track soone by body odor, if they are powerful or weak, you could find out whenever you perceive them in the vicinity. If he's very strong, choosing crowded streets will help him flee, but if he's weak?
It wouldn't hurt to try to fight them, to find out how strong they are.
That's why he left his room after changing into elegant clothes suitable for camouflage.
It was still early morning, but people were coming in and out of the hotel. Many dressed smartly, and so tried to make friends with the upscale guests.
As a result, Matt was able to talk to a few of them before leaving.
Matt walked down the city's main road leisurely, looking at the tourist sites and such.
Until he frowned.
'...That's 3...' Matt thought as he crossed a street.
Since he left the hotel, he could feel several eyes on him, but they didn't imdiately start following him. It wasn't until much later that Matt felt them again.
'Three people... They don't seem to be very strong, although there is one guy who steps pretty hard.' Matt thought, and after he had crossed over one street, he moved at great speed to cross yet another street...
Three n then ran across.
"What the hell, where did he go?" asked one of them, the biggest one who looked muscular.
"Hey, why do I feel like that guy is in the hotel?" Said another, though he was soon hit in the head.
"Are you an idiot? Are you blind? Didn't you see him pass right under our noses?" Said the other, and this man looked at him angrily.
"Don't you feel it, too? I feel that tracking inscription at the hotel." He replied, but soon the great man looked at them.
"Shut up; if it's not him, we can return. But there's no way I'm wrong; that guy is him. Maybe us sensing the registration at the hotel is just a trick. We must find him at all costs and stop him from escaping; that guy has a very important treasure for our leaders." Said the bigger man angrily and didn't hesitate to jump up and start looking for Matt again.
The two n behind him did the sa.
Soon after, they smiled as they found a man padding down a dark street.
'Heh, Matthew Dietrich, so you're here.' Thought the bigger man. After signaling to the two guys following him, the big man jumped into the air, pouncing on Matt, who was walking calmly with his head slightly down on this dark street.
His muscular arm moved to his back, wanting to pin him down instantly, as the other two assassins jumped to stand in front of Matt.
"Ti to die, Matthew Dietrich." Said the muscular man as he finally managed to hit him...
*BOOOM*
Then, the black suit shot forward as a large amount of ice shattered into pieces and flew everywhere.
'What the h-?' thought the muscular man instantly and beca alard...
Then Matt appeared behind him.
"Heh, so you work for them, Harry Brown?" he said with a cold smile.
He swung his fist to hit the back of the huge man who tried to hit him earlier.
"Buagh...!" The impact he felt made him spit blood, but...
Mysteriously, despite feeling that the power behind that fist was imnse, his body did not move.
On the contrary, he felt a terrifying cold girding over his body in that instant.
He couldn't help but look down and saw a huge chunk of ice form on his chest shortly after. That chunk of ice froze his internal organs, even though it allowed his blood to circulate calmly, and the weight on his body increased as if it were a ton.
He could not bear such weight and imdiately fell to the ground, with a dazed look on his face...
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