Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Yes!

Many were relieved, knowing that even though the law couldn't do anything against Botan, he was still getting the punishments he deserved.

Looking at him, they could also see how tough his life would become.

The curse of weakness... That's what they heard.

All painful and ghoulish illnesses would plague him all his life. He might even try killing himself but would either get accidentally stopped or lose strength before slitting his wrist.

But whatever the case may be, onky on his 60th birthday would he die.

At the same time, the police officers are not to intentionally make his life unbearable. Don't turn into bullies too.

Two wrongs don't make one right. This wasn't math when 2 negatives should cancel each other to give a positive.

Everyone looked at the messed-up space, feeling they would be attacked by that shameless Kwo family after leaving the place.

Furniture broken, holes on the walls and floors, everything a mess from that windy storm, bookshelves thrown down...

Ugh~

They massaged their heads and rolled up their sleeves, planning to get to work. And all this time, the little Kwo guard who showed them in was also within their group.

It was just that he had long passed out when the vampire, Zar, appeared in his true form.

He woke up, feeling it was a dream, only to see Botan's state, as well as the state of the room.

"So I wasn't dreaming?"

One of the officers helped him up. "Do you think we hired actors to destroy this place? Com'on... Help with the clean-up."

"Yes..."

A wave of fear still covered the little guard's heart as he clumsily rolled his sleeves. But before he or anyone could begin clean-up, Bewoh and his team stopped them.

They watched the group draw several ones and scribbles using what looked like chalk.

Done.

There were more strange symbols and letters drawn out in several circular patterns.

How to say it? There were 6 large circles connected to one another, as well as the lather one at the center.

If they knew more about formations, they would know these circles were all arrays put in place to form the overall formation.

Bewoh was at the center, and the other 6 stood evenly across the room.

They closed their eyes, placing one hand against their face, thumbs tapping the region between their eyebrows. And then, they chanted.

Boom!

The lines and words on the Arrays lit up with a strange blue light, and a slight wind blew from underneath them, making their clothes and hair dance calmly in the air.

So cool!

The little guard was again shocked by how awesome their magic looked.

The group still closed their eyes and chanted very calmly with their hands in that strange position on their faces.

Eh?

The little guard was taken aback, seeing the tiny broken pieces below his feet start to tremble and dance.

Whoosh!

The pieces suddenly flew away from where they initially broke off from.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The little Kwo guard watched the broken pieces and many parts adjust and fit themselves into the open spaces like puzzle pieces. ('0')

It was like a scene from a movie, leaving him in marvel and wonder. All that was left was for classical epic fantasy music to play out, and he would be sold.

Bravo! Bravo!

Payne and the others thought so too, as they watched the broken down place quickly revert to its former self.

Amazing! If you can do this, won't building a house be easy

In truth, it was more difficult to build a house from scratch using this method than to cast a 'reverting array' to put everything back in place. The energy and skill used to build homes in this manner wasn't something to joke home about.

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Hmmm...

In a flash, peace was restored.

Botan opened and closed his heavy mouth, not saying bathing in the end.

His eyes still shone with greed, very jealous of Bewoh's powers. He still didn't think he had done anything wrong.

He felt everyone was probably like himself, pretending to be righteous yet secretly hoarding away these strange powers to themselves.

Of course, no one paid attention to Botan's aggrieved thoughts.

Payne bowed in gratitude. "Thank you!... Thank you, elder Bewoh! Thank you, Academy disciples... Without you, cracking this case would've been impossible... Maybe we might also die."

Many nodded, no longer showing signs of arrogance. Now, they were all humble and respectful towards this group of magicians.

Bewoh waved his hands casually. "It's okay... I didn't do it for free. So let's talk about the bill."

"_"

Case closed.

Today, Ghu Sota had his first taste of what it was like to fight real underworld beings.

It was exciting, dangerous, and rewarding.

He learned a lot but knew he still had a long way to go.

In the public's eyes, they can only say they don't know who the culprit that caused the disappearance of the many workers was since there was no evidence.

That was it. There was nothing else they could do in that retrospect.

But behind closed doors, knowing Botan was the villain, they wouldn't disrupt his life but watch him from the shadows... Though judging from his current state, he might not even have the strength to attack anyone else.

His illness was getting the better of him.

They felt only after experiencing this ordeal should such an arrogant and proud person get humbled.

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Vrmmm!

The vehicles left the Kwo estate.

But while things here were finally calm and over with, in another city somewhere abroad, several students were out in the woods, planning to do another internet dare.

All 12 students were young, smiled, and grinned, placing their hands over each other's shoulders.

"Hahahahaha~... Come on... I can't believe there are people online who would pay us thousands to stay in this mass graveyard for one night."

"Yeah! This is cool fast cash! I've been to graveyards severally. So what's the deal about this one?"

"Oh? People say it's hunted... Though those who say this are all in the mental asylum."

"Pfff~... It serves them right. How can there be such a thing as ghosts?"