Chapter 149: Tyler and Kirito
Tyler slowly walked towards Kirito and lifted him in his arms. Although he was covered in blood, he didn’t really have a choice.
Others couldn’t touch Kirito without being killed.
This also meant he was a perfect killing machine.
Even so, Kirito was able to maintain his innocence, which proved that he could become a solid ally.
Tyler walked towards Mike and said.
"Tomorrow, I will go to that Spirit Vein. I hope you can arrange everything."
Saying so, he nodded and left.
After he left, Mike released a deep breath as his knees weakened. But he quickly shook his head.
"No, no, I can’t fall here. I have a lot of things to do."
He turned towards the remaining cultivators and shouted.
"Listen up, you mustn’t go near that guy. Return to your headquarters and freshen yourself!"
"I must leave this place immediately."
He said before running towards the city.
The remaining cultivators looked at each other with confusion, but their eyes showed fear.
They nodded together and walked towards their headquarters. Even three newcomers who survived somehow followed these seniors.
Because of their shock, they didn’t even notice the new faces.
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It took Mike less than an hour to reach the city at his full speed. When he came to the Grandmaster’s office, he was surprised to find the Prime Minister.
"Mike, what happened? You didn’t lose the battle, did you? We don’t have extra reinforcement."
The Grandmaster asked.
Mike hurriedly shook his head and took deep breaths.
Tiga smiled and said.
"It seems like you rushed here in a hurry. Something amazing must’ve happened here."
"Let me guess! Is it something to do with that boy Shiro?"
Mike hurriedly nodded after releasing a deep breath. He opened his mouth as he was finally able to speak.
"Shiro just killed a thousand men."
There was a deep silence in the room. Even Tiga became silent upon hearing that.
"What did you just say? Shiro killed a thousand people? Thousand?"
The grandmaster rushed in front of Mike, holding his collars as he asked.
Mike nodded.
"Almost over nine hundred, but I swear he could’ve killed a thousand people by himself."
After that, he explained the entire situation to the group.
Considering everyone inside was a Grandmaster, they were baffled but a bit angry as well.
Except for Tiga. He didn’t care who died. He just cared how many died.
A thousand deaths were a massive resource for that array.
"He is too arrogant. He has joined the army. He is a soldier. Even if he doesn’t need to listen to our commands, he should at least save his allies."
The Grandmaster in a white dress clenched his fist and shouted.
"Alright, Pumir!"
Tiga raised his hand and continued.
"He was dissatisfied with our actions. We should just be glad that he didn’t join the enemy team."
"This proves one thing. He is at least a trustworthy person. As long as we don’t offend him, he will continue to help us."
"By the way, can we get Sean back to his group?"
Another grandmaster spoke.
"We don’t know. I will go and investigate his situation."
Saying so, he immediately left the room.
"Sir, what should we do about his demands? He has already killed more than a thousand people."
Mike asked.
Tiga raised his hand and said.
"We will give him a chance to cultivate. Considering he is a trustworthy person, he should help our country."
"While he is cultivating, we will launch a direct attack on both countries before Yellow Sand Country has any chance of making a move."
"Pumir, Shao, get all of our Masters ready! We will fight this war and win."
Hearing his decision, the grandmasters felt a bit rushed. But considering the movements of other countries, they had no choice.
"By the way, Kuro showed me a weapon during the battle. He said it can kill a master. Sir, we need to be careful of those weapons."
Mike hurriedly spoke.
Tiga’s expression turned gloomy.
"I know. I have seen the records of that weapon. The Grandmaster Fishman was killed by that weapon."
"TG Company was started by Tyler Grant of the Red Hogg Country. Its CEO is Daisy Grant, who previously worked in Star Plasma Pavilion."
"I have investigated their situation. DN Company also belongs to them. Because of the border issues, we have not been able to buy those bombs."
"That’s also why we need to defeat these two countries as quickly as possible. That company hasn’t released a lot of those weapons in the market."
"That means the White Mustang Country and Golden Horn Country do not have that many of those weapons."
"So, prepare our forces!"
Tiga turned towards Mike and said.
"Prepare a room for Shiro to practice in the closest proximity to the Mid-Grade Spirit Vein."
"Yes, Sir!"
Mike nodded and turned around to leave the building.
Just as he left, the previous grandmaster appeared in the room and said.
"Sean is dead. He died a week ago."
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Inside Tyler’s room,
Tyler walked out of the bathroom, wearing a towel. He saw Kirito sitting near the wall with his arms around his legs.
"Oh? You’re awake. Go take a bath!"
Kirito couldn’t help but feel flustered. He remained silent for a while before he finally asked.
"Why didn’t you kill me?"
Tyler stared at him for a moment and chuckled.
"Because you have a lot of potential. Your technique is unique and powerful. You are eighteen, right?"
Kirito lowered his head while nodding.
"Look! I am also eighteen. Both of us are in the Body Treasured Realm."
"Considering your technique, it must’ve been difficult to get any resources from others."
"In other words, you cultivated to this level without relying on external resources. You have talent, and I need talent."
"Nobody needs me!"
Kirito murmured, burying his head between his legs as tears fell down his cheeks.
"Everyone is better if I am not present. Please, just kill me and end my misery!"
Pa!
Suddenly, Tyler slapped him on the face and cursed.
"You idiot! Do you think that technique will disappear just because of your death?"
His words stunned Kirito, who raised his head in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
Tyler released a deep breath.
"This is probably the Age of Chaos. The Dimensional Gods are appearing; more and more talented people are being born."
"Even if you die, someone will inherit your technique, but that person may not be as good as you."
"Do you know what the consequences are of recklessly using your technique?"
"You could end a city, a country in a matter of minutes without even reaching a higher realm."
"If an egomaniac, evil person gets your technique, he will kill millions. Even if a good person gets your technique, do you want him to go through the same suffering as you?"
Tyler patted his head and said.
"This is not a problem you can solve by running away. You have to face it. You have to improve yourself."
"One day, you will gain full control of your technique and become a much better person."
Hearing his words, Kirito remained silent for a while before raising his head.
"How can you tell?"
Tyler smiled.
"Because my situation was similar to yours."
While it wasn’t as deadly as his, their situation was quite similar, troubled by their own techniques.
Kirito’s eyes slowly turned red. He jumped over Tyler and started crying.
"I want to live again. I want to eat again. I want to be a person again. PLEASE, help me!"
Tyler patted him on the back of his head. He almost forgot he was a reincarnated person, but Kirito wasn’t.
He probably lived these months in misery. Previously, he was just guessing. Now, he believed Kirito accidentally led to the death of his family.
Not being able to touch others, not being able to eat properly, being discriminated against because of his good nature.
These things must have taken a lot of toll on his mental health.
After a lot of crying, Kirito finally left his embrace as Tyler said.
"Now, you got me dirty again."
Kirito felt flustered as he lowered his head.
"I need another bath. By the way, after a bath, you need to clean this. I will go out and get some food."
He said while pointing at the ground that was covered in blood.
Kirito nodded while Tyler entered the bathroom and took another bath.
After he walked out, Kirito shyly entered the bathroom, wearing nothing but his underwear.
Tyler wore new clothes before he left the room to get some food. Twenty minutes later, he returned with a large tray.
There was a lot of food, almost forming a mountain of meat dishes.
When he returned, he noticed the entire room was already cleaned. He nodded with satisfaction.
"Let’s eat! Your body is too weak for a warrior."
Kirito nodded, wearing new clothes that filled him with more confidence.
As they started eating, Tyler thought.
’Tower, can you create a separate room for Kirito where he can’t find Jenny and me?’
"Yes, Owner! It is quite easy."