*Chapter 271: Soul Leaving the Body *
Several days had passed since the men's 91kg boxing final, but its influence was still spreading.
Roy was truly experiencing what it meant to be a global superstar. No matter where he went, people recognized him, asking for autographs and photos.
Even some "big shots" would greet Roy and ask for signatures and pictures.
The feeling was genuinely quite strange.
It felt a bit like "ten years at the window, nobody knows; one act of fame spreads throughout the world."
However, this also brought Roy a lot of inconvenience. He now had to wear Nidhi's black-rimmed glasses when he went out, otherwise, he'd quickly be recognized.
The end of the 91kg boxing match didn't mean the end of the Olympics; Roy planned to stay in Sydney to watch the closing ceremony.
During this time, celebrating with the women around him was unavoidable. Basically, he had to fight several tough battles every day.
Fortunately, Roy's physique had now reached 88, making him a monster among monsters. He might not even lose to Bumblebee in terms of stamina.
So, facing the very coordinated siege by the women around him, Roy ultimately had the last laugh, turning each of them into high-powered sprayers.
While working on some "water vehicle repair," Roy suddenly heard his phone ring. He picked it up and saw it was Allen calling.
"Claire, I need to take this call. Try to keep your voice down."
The beautiful psychologist, with her back to Roy, let out a tearful whimper, though it was unclear if she was agreeing or not.
But Roy had already answered the call, and his actions didn't stop while he was on the phone.
"Hello, this is Roy. Coach Allen, what's up?"
"Roy, there's a reception for American athletes inviting you. Do you want to go?"
Roy's private number hadn't been leaked, and as his coach, Allen naturally received many collaboration offers or invitations directed to him.
"Huh? If it's just some boring little reception, just help me decline."
"Uh, actually, it's not a small reception. It's sponsored by a certain very wealthy person, and top American athletes will be attending. I hear Hollywood actresses will be there too."
Hearing that, Roy's eyes lit up. His "repairing" actions couldn't help but become a bit too vigorous, causing Claire to roll her eyes several times.
"Ahem! Coach Allen, you only needed to mention that last reason, and it would have been enough!"
"So, you're saying yes?"
"Uh-huh!"
Allen on the other end of the line breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the pressure from the organizers must have been quite high.
"Okay, I'll have the organizers send it to your hotel immediately. Is it still the same hotel?"
"Yeah, I'll go pick it up later."
The call ended. Claire was already sprawled on the mat, her mind blank, completely in a state of soul-separation, her tongue even hanging out.
Like a small kitten that had been given anesthesia and passed out, Roy poked her little tongue, and there was no reaction at all.
"How could she be done so quickly? I just started!"
Roy was a little speechless.
Because his physical fitness had received a new round of enhancement after the Silent Hill incident, Claire, who could originally barely handle Roy by herself, was completely no match for him now.
This was a problem. Roy had to call the "fire department" for help.
Claire was too reserved. Maybe it was related to her not having dated in college; she was a bit inhibited in this area.
Not like the four witches of the Apocalypse Association, who were so united and willing to play "five-player ranked" with Roy.
Since Claire was out of commission, Roy had to call someone for backup, otherwise, he would really explode.
He didn't call Jennifer, whom Claire knew. Roy suspected that the beautiful psychologist's reluctance to participate in "group battles" might be because Jennifer was much younger than her, making her feel awkward.
Perhaps with a few people her own age, Claire might be more relaxed. So, Roy called the two older sisters, Dalia and Amy.
Dalia and Amy lived up to being older sisters. As soon as they entered the room, they neatly began to "disarm."
Although Sultana didn't participate in this battle, the cooperation between Dalia and Amy was still perfect. They finally succeeded in extinguishing the flames on Roy with their "limitless ocean."
Afterward, Roy had to return to his hotel to get the invitation to the reception, so he asked Dalia to look after Claire's mood.
Ah, to accommodate Nidhi's parents' feelings, Roy had the other women stay in different hotels, so they wouldn't accidentally run into each other.
As for the Olympic Village where the athletes stayed...
Are you kidding? No one would stay in the Sydney Olympic Village!
Most well-known American athletes, like Roy, chose to stay in five-star hotels.
When Claire woke up, she saw two unfamiliar but pretty women around her, who were about her age, while Roy was nowhere to be seen. This startled her.
"Who are you?"
Dalia noticed Claire was awake and quickly reassured her.
"You're awake? Roy went out for something and asked us to look after you."
Hearing Roy's name, Claire knew who these two women were. Clearly, they were also Roy's women.
Feeling relieved, being with people her own age, Claire felt like it was somehow acceptable.
"My name is Claire, what are your names?"
"Dalia."
"Amy."
The three women introduced themselves to each other and then started chatting casually.
Naturally, they talked about topics related to Roy, but unexpectedly, the more they talked, the more they clicked, and they quickly became friends.
"I can't believe you've all been through so much with Roy!"
Amy looked at Claire and Dalia with a complex expression.
Among the three women, Amy had experienced the fewest incidents with Roy, only the "peephole motel" incident, and that happened on Christmas Eve last year.
Claire had experienced the second most incidents, including the plane crash and the Death incident, but the incidents she experienced were later, and she had personally witnessed Roy in his demonic form.
The woman who had experienced the most incidents with Roy among the three was the single mother Dalia. The two met because of the Yellow Clown incident, got to know each other during the Midnight Cannibal Subway incident, and finally, after the Slender Man incident, Dalia was completely smitten and willing to do anything for Roy.
"Why isn't Roy back yet?"
As they chatted, the three women suddenly remembered that the main character of their conversation had left a long time ago and hadn't returned.
Amy, who was near the nightstand, picked up her phone and looked at it, seeing a message from Roy.
"Roy said he has something to do this afternoon and might not be able to come back."
Hearing this, Dalia stretched, displaying her exceptionally magnificent "mountains." Among the three women, her "peak advantage" was the most obvious.
One could only say, she truly lived up to being a young mother who had nursed a child.
"Since that's the case, why don't we get up and go out for a walk together?"
Hearing this, Claire and Amy were very tempted. Although they had just gone through a difficult battle and lost.
However, when it comes to shopping, women can always generate energy out of thin air to sustain them through the shopping activity.
"Okay! Let's go shopping then!"
Claire, Dalia, and Amy immediately got up and started getting dressed and ready. The process of getting ready for women to go shopping is quite long. Perhaps even if Roy suddenly came back, they wouldn't be ready yet.
Just as the three women were preparing to go out shopping, Roy was in the hotel suite where Heather and Penny were staying.
"When did Alulesha start becoming like this?"
At this moment, on the bed in front of Roy, the naked Alulesha's body showed an extremely abnormal flush, like a cooked lobster.
Don't misunderstand, Roy hadn't done anything to Alulesha. He had only fed her "baby milkshakes" a few times, and he hadn't even fed her today.
Heather answered Roy.
"It seems like it was around noon today. We noticed Alulesha was especially quiet today and hadn't come out of her room. We went in to check, and at that time, Alulesha was already lying on the bed like this, naked, with her eyes closed and her body burning hot, but her skin wasn't as red as it is now."
Penny continued after Heather.
"At first, we thought Alulesha was sick and considered buying her some Ibuprofen, but then we remembered Alulesha wasn't human, so we didn't dare give her medicine. We could only use physical methods to cool her down. As a result, her body became hotter and hotter, and that's when we contacted you!"
The physical cooling method was to wipe Alulesha's body with a wet towel to cool her down, but afterward, Alulesha's body got hotter and hotter, and even a wet towel couldn't cool her down.
So, Heather and Penny could only call Roy to inform him.
"You guys did very well!"
Roy picked up Alulesha and felt like she was so hot she was about to catch fire.
He quickly put the little succubus in the bathtub filled with ice. The ice was melting at a visible speed, indicating that Alulesha's body temperature was still rising and wasn't decreasing even while soaking in ice water.
"How could this happen?"
Heather and Penny showed expressions of disbelief. Even cold water had no effect. Neither of them could think of any way to cool Alulesha down.
"Heather, Penny, go get more ice. This ice won't last long!"
"We're going right away!"
Heather and Penny immediately ran to the hotel restaurant to buy ice, causing the kitchen staff to think the two women were planning some special "play," like ice play or something.
After continuously adding ice, they finally managed to control Alulesha's body temperature and held out until Lilith arrived.
The truth was, the Key of Solomon didn't have any records of Alulesha's current situation, indicating that the little succubus's problem was very rare.
That's why they called for the more knowledgeable Lilith, hoping the original witch could offer some advice.
"Roy, what happened that you needed to find me so urgently?"
"Lilith, quickly help me check on Alulesha's condition!"
Lilith looked at Alulesha, whose face was already turning red to purple, and frowned deeply.
"How did Alulesha become like this?"
Roy repeated what Heather and Penny had said.
"Lilith, can you tell what Alulesha's situation is now?"
"I can't be sure yet. I need to examine her to find out."
Lilith began to examine Alulesha. First, she checked the little succubus's physical condition and found that other than her high temperature, there were no abnormalities in her body.
In other words, Alulesha wasn't in this state because of an illness.
Next, Lilith began to examine the little succubus's soul.
"Roy, something seems to be wrong with Alulesha's soul. Her soul has left her body!"
Hearing this, Roy was very surprised.
"Soul leaving the body? How could something like this happen?"
Lilith turned to look at Heather and Penny.
"Has Alulesha had any unusual symptoms recently?"
Heather and Penny exchanged glances, and then Penny explained.
"We don't know if this counts as unusual, but Alulesha has been very prone to drowsiness lately. It seems like she could fall asleep anytime, anywhere."
Lilith nodded.
"This should be some kind of sign! Roy, I need to use magic to probe where Alulesha's soul is, which might be quite dangerous!"
Roy frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed.
"Dangerous is dangerous. Go ahead and probe. At worst, I'll go find Adrian!"
Adrian was the name of Raphael's human form. Raphael was quite playful, completely different from the two angels Roy had met before.
It made one highly suspect that this guy came down from heaven just to have fun.
Adrian was generally very easy to talk to. If something happened to Alulesha, Roy could even ask Adrian to resurrect her.
Lilith took a deep breath, then placed her hand on Alulesha's forehead.
The hot forehead caused Lilith some pain, but fortunately, Jennifer's special physique allowed her not to be burned by the high temperature.
After a while, a strange brand suddenly appeared on Alulesha's chest, and a kind of pink pattern appeared on her lower abdomen.
(Symbol of Lust)
Lilith quickly withdrew her hand, not daring to probe further.
"Roy, Alulesha's soul should be with the King of Lust."
"It's actually the King of Lust?"
As the daughter of the King of Lust, although Alulesha's soul had been "reformatted," the bloodline connection couldn't be easily severed.
Alulesha had been out of contact for several months, so her mother, Asmodeus, would naturally look for her. It seemed Alulesha had now been found by Asmodeus.
"Lilith, is there a way to solve this problem?"
Lilith shook her head.
"It's difficult. After all, that's the King of Lust!"
Roy fell silent.
Indeed, Asmodeus, as one of the Seven Demon Lords of Hell, was not so easy to deal with.
In the Silent Hill incident, how much did Roy sacrifice to defeat Samael?
Only beings of the same level could deal with the Seven Demon Lords of Hell, and Lilith's current strength was too far from the Seven Demon Lords.
However, if Lilith couldn't solve it, another of the Seven Demon Lords of Hell should be able to, right?
Roy placed one hand on his chest and the other on Alulesha's chest, beginning to input energy.
The next second, a red light circle suddenly appeared in the bathroom, and Teacher Elizabeth appeared abruptly.
"Roy, I think I sensed that bitch Asmodeus. Where is she?"
Chapter 272: Epic Victory
Sure enough, as soon as she sensed the presence of the King of Lust, Elizabeth immediately rushed over, looking furious.
Who knows what kind of grudge these two had back then to end up like this.
Elizabeth's sudden appearance startled Heather and Penny. Only Lilith, who had seen Roy's actions, guessed what he was trying to do and remained very calm.
Not seeing Asmodeus around, Elizabeth knew Roy had tricked her, and her expression became visibly displeased.
"Black, what's the meaning of this?"
Calling him by his last name already showed she was truly angry.
Heather and Penny, who had just completed the Ghoul Wolf Fusion ritual, could only shiver under Elizabeth's powerful aura.
These two had already figured out that Elizabeth was a big deal among big deals.
Roy, however, wasn't scared at all and just scratched his head.
"Teacher Elizabeth, there was something important, that's why I asked you to come!"
"Oh? Tell me about it!"
Elizabeth stood on her tiptoes, looking at Roy.
"Just look at Eluleusa's situation!"
Elizabeth looked down at the bright red Eluleusa and almost didn't recognize her.
"Isn't this Asmodeus's little succubus? How did she end up like this?"
Only Elizabeth could call the King of Lust by name without any reservations. Roy and Lilith wouldn't dare, fearing being located by the King of Lust.
Elizabeth glanced at Eluleusa's condition and immediately smiled.
"I see, this little girl's soul has been summoned away by her bitch mother. Roy, is that why you came looking for me?"
Roy nodded.
"Teacher Elizabeth, is there a way to fix it?"
Elizabeth let out a chuckle.
"Of course, I have a solution, but why should I help you?"
Roy knew Elizabeth was still upset about the last time he defeated her miserably by telling hell jokes. Since then, they hadn't had any "biology lessons," and the stalemate had lasted for several months.
"Teacher Elizabeth, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like that last time!"
Elizabeth carefully scrutinized Roy's face.
"Hmm—that apology is just so-so! But an apology alone isn't enough!"
"Teacher Elizabeth, what else do you want?"
"Naturally—"
Elizabeth snapped her fingers, and Roy found that the surrounding environment had changed. At the same time, Heather, Penny, and Lilith had also disappeared. He had been pulled into a special space by his beautiful teacher.
"I'm going to teach you a good lesson!"
With that, Elizabeth immediately reverted to her demon form. Her figure, over three meters tall, was still hot and sexy, and her super long legs kicked Roy to the ground.
"Now, satisfy me with your full capabilities!"
The demon queen loved this condescending attitude; she had always looked down on Roy like this.
You said it, so I won't hold back!
Just as Elizabeth was about to "mount," she suddenly realized that Roy had also transformed into his demon form.
After the Silent Hill incident, Roy's physique had soared, making his demon form even larger, with a height very close to five meters.
Consequently, the "little Roy" became even more terrifying.
Caught completely off guard, Elizabeth lost some control on the spot.
"Ho-how could this happen? You, how did you... again?"
An absolutely perfect birdie. In golf, only hitting one stroke below par is called a birdie.
Elizabeth instantly felt like she had gone straight from the sewer to the skylight and could barely breathe.
"Teacher Elizabeth, I'm waiting for you to teach me a lesson, let's start quickly!"
Roy looked at Elizabeth with an innocent face, as if he really wanted to accept her lesson.
That expression made Elizabeth lose some face. She definitely couldn't accept being defeated by Roy a second time.
Last time, she could use the hell joke as an excuse, but if she lost again this time, there would be no excuse to find.
"You little brat, you just wait!"
Saying that, Elizabeth gritted her teeth and started to charge forward wildly.
Facts proved that no matter how good a female knight's riding skills were, it was difficult to tame those untamable top-tier wild horses.
Elizabeth had unleashed her full power, but she was still no match for Roy; he had improved too quickly.
Now, unless the King of Sloth's true body descended, it would be possible to defeat the current Roy.
In the end, Roy grabbed her neck with one hand and completed the counter-kill in a position Elizabeth felt most humiliated.
"Teacher Elizabeth, how does it feel?"
"Wuwuwu..."
"Answer me! Why aren't you speaking?"
"Wuwuwu..."
"I'm still waiting for you to teach me a lesson, why haven't you started yet?"
"Wuwuwu..."
Elizabeth could only cover her mouth with her last bit of willpower, not daring to let go of her hand, afraid that she would blurt out some words of surrender incoherently.
Then there would be no face left at all.
Fortunately, Roy didn't go for the kill. After three sentences, he didn't continue the interrogation and finally drew a conclusion to this epic victory with a soul flood.
Mmm, Elizabeth flew away like a cannonball. At this moment, she felt like her soul had been beaten back to hell.
But a demon queen is a demon queen after all. Her recovery speed was very fast. Within a few minutes, Elizabeth had recovered from the aftereffects.
"Your progress is simply too rapid."
Elizabeth looked at Roy with complex eyes. She had truly watched Roy grow step by step.
During the Halloween incident, Roy had a hard time fighting Michael Myers. It had only been more than half a year, and Roy's physical attributes were already starting to approach Elizabeth's human form (not her demon king true body attributes).
Although this was also partly because Elizabeth was better at magic and her physical attributes were relatively average.
If Roy were given a few more years, how terrifying would that be?
Roy scratched his head and showed a simple and honest smile. At this time, he absolutely couldn't act smug after getting a bargain.
"Teacher Elizabeth, are you satisfied with my performance?"
Elizabeth couldn't help but roll her eyes and lightly poked Roy's chest with her slender, white foot like a scallion.
"Alright, I know what you want to say. I always keep my word and will definitely help you solve Eluleusa's problem. However, you need to be mentally prepared. That bitch won't give up on this daughter easily. Even if I solve Eluleusa's problem this time, she will definitely find other ways to come after her."
This was indeed a problem. Fortunately, Roy's strength was already very powerful now. Unless Asmodeus descended directly like Samael, she shouldn't be able to threaten Roy.
The only thing to worry about was Asmodeus's arrangements in outer space.
"Roy, your current strength is barely enough to be at the table, so I'll tell you about the current situation in Hell."
After recovering, Elizabeth conjured a sofa, sat on it with her legs crossed, not caring that the positive energy she had just received was still flowing out.
Roy sat in front of the beautiful teacher, obedient like a model student. No one could tell that this model student had just "contradicted" his teacher.
"The current situation in Hell is the three major factions formed by the top three pillar demon kings. Almost all high-ranking demons have already taken sides, including the other four demon kings. Leviathan, Mammon, and Samael have been trying to gain control, so their arrangements on Earth are the most numerous."
Roy already knew this, after all, he had just fought Samael not long ago.
"As for Asmodeus, she seems to be on Lucifer's side, but this bitch has always had no stance and can betray at any time. She made arrangements in the forces of the universe early on, which can be considered taking a new path around the center of the battlefield."
As expected!
Roy's guess was correct. Asmodeus did indeed have some arrangements in the universe, so the King of Lust's offensive was very likely coming from outer space.
"Teacher Elizabeth, what's the situation with Lucifer and Beelzebub?"
"Lucifer?"
Elizabeth showed a sarcastic smile.
"This guy is truly a filial son to that old man. Although he acts very rebellious verbally, if something truly happens in Heaven, he will definitely stand on Heaven's side. However, I don't know why this guy hasn't been heard from in Hell lately."
Although Elizabeth was on Earth, she still maintained control over Hell and knew exactly what was happening there.
If this woman wasn't so lazy, she would definitely be terrifying.
"What about Beelzebub?"
Elizabeth frowned slightly.
"That Fly King guy is the most cunning among us seven. I can't see what he's thinking. He has been drifting on the fringes of various forces, seemingly close yet distant."
Understood, this guy is probably an opportunist, holding chips without betting, possibly waiting for other demon kings to make offers.
Having recovered, Elizabeth started to get playful again, her flexible toes beginning to provoke Roy's "weapon."
"Oh, and Roy, I've prepared a little surprise for you in the second half of the year."
A little surprise? Please don't tell me it's a little scare?
Seeing the sleeping giant dragon showing signs of waking up, Roy quickly stopped Elizabeth.
"Teacher Elizabeth, let's get out of here quickly, or it's taking too long, and I'm afraid something might happen to Eluleusa!"
Roy and Elizabeth had fought for several hours, and by the time they came out, it was already dark.
Fortunately, although Roy was not there, Heather, Penny, and Lilith had managed to control Eluleusa's body temperature well, preventing her condition from worsening.
However, the three women were exhausted. After all, constantly getting ice was very tiring. In the end, the hotel kitchen's ice maker couldn't keep up, and they had to go to a 24-hour convenience store to get ice.
Afterward, Elizabeth waved her hand and took Eluleusa back to Waterfall Town, and the matter was resolved.
At this point, Heather and Penny finally dared to ask Roy.
"Roy, who was that woman just now? Penny and I felt her aura was so terrifying!"
Roy looked at the two of them and finally decided not to hide it.
"She is the King of Sloth."
Heather wasn't religious, but Penny was, so she reacted immediately, her eyes widening like copper bells.
"She's Bel..."
Roy quickly covered Penny's mouth.
"Don't talk about her behind her back, she can sense people mentioning her name!"
Penny immediately shut up.
Heather was still a little confused about what the King of Sloth did. Penny explained it to her briefly, and then Heather's eyes also widened.
Only Lilith had no reaction at all, which made Roy feel a little strange.
"Alright, Eluleusa's matter is resolved. Now that it's dark, why don't we go get something to eat?"
Heather and Penny left the bathroom in a daze, still processing the shocking news they had just heard.
Then Lilith suddenly pulled Roy's clothes.
"Little master, Jennifer has helped find a possible puppeteer. When will you take me there?"
Roy had shown Lilith the magical puppet after he got it, and Lilith was quite satisfied, so she was planning to possess the magical puppet.
However, Lilith wanted it to be more perfect, which required a puppeteer to modify the magical puppet.
But there were very few existing puppeteers, and even fewer who understood magic.
Fortunately, Jennifer also hoped that Lilith could leave her body quickly, so she used the channels of the Witch School to find a puppeteer who might still be alive.
Mary Shaw, a witch skilled in puppetry, graduated from the Witch School. The little witches of the Apocalypse Society had even used a Ouija board made by her to play a channeling game, which indirectly led to Ophelina's exposure (Chapter 221).
This woman was from the late 19th century, over a hundred years ago, but witches' lifespans have always been relatively long.
Not to mention Misty, a witch who lived from the 17th century to modern times and was still so young, even within the Witch Council, there were many old witches over a hundred years old.
Of course, living a long time is different from being powerful. Just like Misty lived for 300 years, but if she fought Madison, she might not necessarily win.
After the channeling game, the more curious Emma checked Mary Shaw's profile and found that she was a moderately famous ventriloquist puppeteer. The last record indicated that she lived in a place called Ravenwood, located in Washington State.
Washington State does not refer to Washington D.C., the capital of America, but a state in the northwestern corner of America, where the famous Seattle and Microsoft are located.
"I understand what you mean. After the Olympics are over, I'll take you to Ravenwood."
Lilith's face lit up with joy, and she hugged Roy tightly, rubbing against him repeatedly.
"Little master, you're so good to me!"
Roy had just finished an intense battle with Elizabeth and was not in the mood for another one, especially since he was really hungry. He quickly pushed Lilith away.
"We can talk about thanks later, let's go eat first!"
"Little master, do you want me to feed you?"
Lilith blinked, seemingly hinting at something.
Roy's mouth twitched. If he let Lilith feed him, who knew how long it would take to eat.
"Let's just forget it! Lilith, if you really want to thank me, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Roy's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Dalia calling.
Eluleusa
Chapter 273: So Love Disappears, Right?
Going back a few hours, after Claire, Dalia, and Amy got dressed and did their makeup, they left the hotel and started shopping.
Because the Olympics were being held, Sydney was currently the most lively city in the world. Tourists from all over the globe gathered there, and you could see people of all skin colors speaking all sorts of languages.
Claire, Dalia, and Amy were all beautiful women, and they had dressed up carefully. Walking down the street, they were incredibly eye-catching.
Their heads turned 100% of the time, and because of this, quite a few men who thought they were charming came over to hit on them.
After dealing with another greasy middle-aged man, Amy couldn't help but start complaining.
"Why are these guys like this? Do they really think they're so charming?"
After spending a long time with Roy, Amy's standards were now incredibly high. Even Hollywood stars were just average in her eyes.
Dalia rubbed her thighs, which were feeling a bit sore and swollen. She wasn't sure if it was from shopping or the "battle" that morning.
"Yeah! I knew I should have just stayed at the hotel with my daughter. I wonder if she's being good and listening."
Before leaving, Dalia had put her daughter in the hotel's childcare area and was now starting to worry about her.
Claire looked up at the sky. The sun had already started to set. In the summer, this kind of sky usually meant it was getting late.
"How about this? Let's grab dinner together and call it a day."
Dalia and Amy nodded in agreement.
Sydney was packed right now, and most good restaurants required reservations in advance. The three of them went into several restaurants that were all full, leaving them quite speechless.
"How about... we go eat at Mickey D's?"
Dalia looked at the others with an uncertain expression.
Amy put her hands on her hips. Her personality had always been quite strong, which was evident from the "peephole motel" incident.
"Are you kidding? We can eat Mickey D's anywhere. Why come all the way to Sydney to eat it?"
Amy still had her camera with her and clearly wanted to take photos during dinner. If they ate Mickey D's, what would there be to photograph?
Going on a trip and ending up eating American fast food? People would laugh if they found out!
"How about we ask a local and see if there are any unique small restaurants we could try?"
That was a good idea. Most cities have some hidden gems that only locals know about – places that are good, cheap, and have local characteristics.
So, the three women found the nearest newsstand owner to ask for information.
"You want to know where there are some less-known but delicious restaurants?"
The newsstand owner was a lecherous old man, his eyes constantly scanning Dalia's enticing figure.
Dalia, who was doing the talking, forced a smile. The man's gaze made her uncomfortable.
"Yes, yes."
"And what's in it for me after I tell you?"
The old man wiggled his eyebrows, seemingly hinting at something.
This was more than the hot-tempered Amy could stand. She slapped the newspaper on the newsstand hard.
"Do you want to go to the police station?"
During the Olympics, the Sydney police were naturally cracking down on crime very strictly. The old man's face immediately changed, and he looked at Amy with dissatisfaction.
"I meant, you have to pay for directions!"
Claire didn't want to argue with the newsstand owner any longer and immediately took out her wallet, ready to pay.
"How much?"
"50 Australian dollars."
This price was too much for the usually thrifty Dalia.
Although Dalia was no longer as strapped for cash as she used to be after being with Roy and was living the wealthy life she had always dreamed of, she still kept her habit of being thrifty.
"50 Australian dollars? Are you crazy? 50 Australian dollars is enough to eat a meal at Mickey D's!"
Yep, Dalia still couldn't forget about Mickey D's.
50 Australian dollars was equivalent to about 25 US dollars at the current exchange rate. This "direction fee" was indeed not low.
"That's the price. It's okay if you don't want to pay. Go ask someone else!"
The old man had a smug look on his face, like "what can you do about it if I don't tell you?" He was really being a jerk.
Claire quickly took out a 20 US dollar bill. The beautiful psychologist came from a good family and didn't care about money that much, plus she didn't want to keep arguing with the newsstand owner.
After taking the money, the old man's face immediately changed, and he handed Claire a map.
"I didn't take this money for nothing. It comes with a free Sydney tourist guide map, which highlights some local attractions and restaurants. It definitely won't let you lose out!"
This made Dalia and Amy's expressions look a little better. They took the Sydney tourist guide map and looked at it.
The paper quality of the map was a bit poor, similar to the paper quality of free flyers given out in supermarkets. The cost was probably less than a cent.
Dalia wanted to say something else, but Claire and Amy quickly pulled her away. Neither of them wanted to talk to the newsstand owner anymore.
"Dalia, let's go!"
But Dalia was still a bit angry.
"Hmph! If Roy were here, this guy wouldn't dare to do this!"
The three of them stood by the side of the road studying the Sydney tourist guide map for a while. Although the paper quality of this map was indeed poor, it did recommend some small and medium-sized restaurants that were not found on other tourist maps.
Generally, tourist maps feature large restaurants that pay for advertising. Small and medium-sized restaurants can't afford that, so they usually don't get recommended.
Claire pointed to a location on the map.
"There's a restaurant here run by Maori people. It looks quite unique. Should we go eat at this one?"
The Maori people are the indigenous people of New Zealand, which is very close to Australia. Both countries are former British colonies that became independent nations, so their connections are very close.
"This location seems a bit off the beaten path. Is that okay?"
Amy had some reservations. After the "peephole motel" incident, she was more afraid of remote places like this.
Claire was quite confident.
"There shouldn't be any problems. It's the Olympic period right now, so security should be fine. There are police patrolling everywhere!"
Dalia and Amy exchanged glances and reluctantly agreed with this statement.
"Look, there's also a shortcut here. Let's just go straight through here!"
Claire pointed to a location on the map. There was a less obvious path there that looked like a small alley.
This was too much for Amy. Going to a remote restaurant was bad enough, but taking a shortcut through an alley?
"Claire, let's not! I can't walk anymore. Let's just take a taxi. It's not worth saving that little bit of money!"
So, the three women still took a taxi to the Maori restaurant.
However, when the taxi driver heard their destination, his expression seemed a bit strange, which the observant Claire noticed.
"Excuse me, driver, is the food at that Maori restaurant not good?"
"No, no, no, the Maori food is actually pretty good. I'm just worried it might be too unique, and you won't be able to handle it."
This made Claire breathe a sigh of relief. She wasn't afraid if the food was just a bit strange.
After being "developed" by Roy, Claire's hidden desire for adventure had been ignited.
"It's okay, we just want to try some new and unique food!"
The driver kept looking in the rearview mirror, giving off a feeling that he wanted to say something but was holding back. However, the three women were chatting happily and didn't notice.
The taxi finally stopped in a relatively run-down neighborhood, completely different from the bustling downtown Sydney where the three women had been shopping earlier. The streets were full of dark-skinned people, gathered in small groups.
These sights made Dalia feel like she was back in a Los Angeles slum.
The taxi driver kindly reminded the three women before leaving.
"Ladies, this is where immigrants live. It's a mixed area. It's best not to stay out too late here. Just grab dinner and head back quickly!"
Well, even the most developed cities inevitably have places like this. America couldn't avoid it, so Sydney certainly couldn't either.
Claire, who had suggested coming here, gave Dalia and Amy a reluctant smile.
"Well, since we're already here..."
"Since we're already here," "It's the holidays," "They're just kids," "The person is already dead..."
These phrases were just too effective. Dalia and Amy ultimately decided to eat this dinner, but Dalia also kept her guard up and called Roy to tell him their location.
But the three of them didn't notice a van following them the whole time.
After all, getting a taxi at night in this kind of neighborhood wasn't easy.
Fortunately, the area around the Maori restaurant was decent, and there weren't any idle people hanging around.
It was just the food inside...
As the driver had said, it was very unique.
The Maori people live on the islands of New Zealand and learned to cross the ocean very early on, relying on the sea for their livelihood.
So their diet was very hearty, mainly fresh seafood, and it was mostly eaten raw, at most with some lemon juice poured on it, which Dalia and Amy found somewhat unacceptable.
Although people in Europe and America often eat rare or medium-rare steak, not all Westerners can accept this way of eating, and Dalia and Amy were among them.
Claire, on the other hand, ate quite happily. She really enjoyed trying new things like this.
Fortunately, the Maori people also had a more unique cooking method called Hangi.
It's essentially putting red-hot stones in an earth oven, wrapping meat and vegetables, putting them in the pit, and finally covering it with soil to fill the gaps.
It was a bit like the "Beggar's Chicken" method in East Asia, which was very novel for Dalia and Amy, who hadn't seen anything like it.
You could only say that coming from a "culinary wasteland" like America, everything felt new and interesting to eat.
The three women didn't have large appetites. Only Dalia ate a bit more. After all, those magnificent "headlights" weren't built on a vegetarian diet.
After eating their fill, everyone felt generally satisfied. Claire offered to pay.
After all, coming here for dinner was Claire's suggestion.
After paying the bill, the three women stood outside the restaurant waiting for Roy to pick them up.
"Why is Roy taking so long?"
Amy kept looking at her watch. It was almost 8 PM now, and the streets were getting less crowded.
"He's probably still finishing dinner? You know how much Roy eats."
The further improvement in his physical attributes had made Roy's body consume even more terrifying amounts of energy. Every meal was more than ten times that of an ordinary person.
This was very troublesome, especially when eating out.
If you ate a few times more food than others, you could explain it by being an athlete, but ten times...
This wasn't an eating contest!
So Roy was wondering if he could find some high-energy food to solve his eating problem, otherwise, the more he ate, the more trouble he would be in.
This made Roy think of Elizabeth.
The life form of the King of Sloth must be stronger than Roy's current form. So how did the Demon Queen solve the problem of energy consumption?
Perhaps he could ask Teacher Elizabeth later.
When eating at the hotel, Roy didn't dare to show off too much and only ate to about 50% fullness before stopping.
"Heather, Penny, Jennifer, you guys go back to the room first. I still need to go pick up Dalia and them."
Hearing this, Penny bit her red lip and looked at Roy with moist eyes.
"Should we get ready in the room? Heather and I have a little surprise planned for tonight!"
Heather also winked at Roy at the same time. The hint was quite obvious.
Roy's heart stirred. Dalia and Amy had already teamed up with Heather and Penny before. Only Claire was new, but she should be able to accept it, right?
"Roy, I won't be joining. I've been out for so long today, Nidhi's parents should be getting suspicious."
"Okay, then I'll take you back first, and then go pick up Dalia and them."
Across the Pacific Ocean, Bumblebee couldn't come, so Roy just rented a regular car in Sydney.
However, Roy did bring Crowlyia to Sydney. If anything happened, he could ask Crowlyia for help.
Since the Silent Hill incident, after Roy used hellish power to modify Crowlyia, Crowlyia had Roy's mark on her, similar to the relationship between Elizabeth and Roy.
Roy could mentally connect with Crowlyia remotely through the mark, which was much more convenient than Bumblebee.
Bumblebee: So love disappears, right?
"Jennifer, in a couple of days, I'm attending a reception for American athletes. I might need a date then. Go help me get a dress ready, and get one for yourself too."
Since Allen Berg said this reception was quite formal, Roy naturally had to be prepared. He needed a suit, a female companion, and so on.
After thinking it over, Roy felt Jennifer was the most suitable date. After all, they were the same age, and there wouldn't be any major issues taking her out.
At this moment, Jennifer had switched back to her own consciousness. Lilith's consciousness had returned, and Jennifer's face was full of pleasant surprise.
Roy's words were equivalent to acknowledging Jennifer's status. Although Roy's parents, Philip and Sharon, had expressed similar sentiments before, this was the first time Roy had formally stated it.
However, Jennifer still felt a bit embarrassed, feeling like she was taking her best friend's place.
"What about Nidhi?"
"You know Nidhi's personality. Going to a place like that would only make her uncomfortable. It's better for you to represent me."
Jennifer nodded gently, a sweet smile on her face.
"Okay, I'll get the dresses ready!"
It was good to have a helpful partner. Jennifer always made things easy for Roy and didn't make mistakes.
Just as he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang.
Roy took out his phone and glanced at it, seeing it was Dalia's number. He thought she was trying to rush him, so he handed the phone to Jennifer.
"Jennifer, can you answer this for me?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Jennifer put it on speakerphone, she heard Dalia's anxious voice.
"Roy, something happened!"
Claire (Anne Hathaway, The Princess Diaries version)
Chapter 274: Kidnapping
Roy quickly hit the brakes and grabbed his phone back from Jennifer.
"Dalia, what happened? Tell me everything!"
Dalia had been through quite a bit with Roy, so she was still relatively calm and explained everything that had happened in clear detail.
It turned out that while the three women were chatting outside the Maori restaurant, waiting for Roy to pick them up, a guy with natural camouflage suddenly rushed out of a nearby alley, snatched Claire's bag, and ran off.
Today, Roy had called Dalia and Amy to help out, and they had come in a hurry without their bags. Only Claire was carrying a small purse, making her the target of the robbery.
During the Sydney Olympics, the internet wasn't as developed in the East, so Roy didn't know that Australia had such "colorful" scenes.
Truly a developed country, so much freedom!
But a stolen bag is just a stolen bag. Claire wasn't particularly short on money; a psychologist is a high-paying profession in America.
Back then, Roy's parents booked Claire for Emma, and just that one hour of talk therapy cost several hundred dollars.
Long-term mental treatment would be even more expensive.
The problem was, Claire had some important things in her purse, so she immediately chased after him.
"Why was Claire so impulsive?"
Claire was usually quite calm, so Roy was a bit surprised by her sudden impulsiveness.
"Roy, hurry over! Amy went after Claire, and now I'm the only one left at the restaurant entrance!"
Dalia's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit scared. The recent incident made her feel very insecure, especially now that she was alone.
"I'm driving right now and will be there very soon. Whatever you do, don't leave!"
Hanging up the phone, Roy turned to look at Jennifer.
"Jennifer, it looks like I'll have to drop you off later."
"It's fine. Is Claire okay?"
"We'll only know after we get there!"
Roy started the car, turned around, and sped off.
One second it was skyscrapers, the next it was a run-down area. This kind of scene is common in many cities.
Soon, Roy found the Maori restaurant Dalia had mentioned and saw Dalia waiting anxiously at the entrance.
"Roy, you're finally here!"
Seeing Roy, Dalia finally had a sense of security. Then she saw Jennifer getting out of Roy's car with him.
Jennifer, who had become more sexy and charming due to the bloodline fusion ritual but still had a cold aura, made Dalia pause for a moment. This was their first meeting.
After her initial surprise, Dalia nodded slightly at Jennifer. After all, she had already given up on the idea of having Roy all to herself.
"Dalia, how long ago did Claire and Amy run off?"
"About twenty minutes! Roy, I'm so worried about them! Nothing bad will happen, right?"
Roy's expression was a bit grim. If something bad was going to happen, one minute would be enough, let alone over twenty minutes.
However, Roy still comforted Dalia.
"They'll be fine, I'll find them! Jennifer, can you keep an eye on Dalia for me?"
Jennifer nodded and then extended her hand to Dalia.
"Hello, I'm Jennifer Morgan."
"Dalia O'Connor, nice to meet you."
As for Roy, he had already activated the Hellhound Ring and started tracking Claire's location.
At this moment, Claire had chased the guy with natural camouflage in the dark deep into the slums.
It was thanks to the fact that this black guy was wearing a flashy green jacket while working that Claire could even see him.
If this guy had worn all black, Claire probably wouldn't have been able to see him in the dark and naturally wouldn't have been able to chase him this far.
Of course, Claire being able to keep up was also because she regularly exercised and worked out, plus she liked fighting competitions and had practiced some self-defense techniques, otherwise she wouldn't have been so bold.
After running for half an hour, this black guy actually couldn't outrun Claire. Coupled with running into a dead end, he turned around and pulled out a dagger.
"Bitch, stop following me!"
Upon seeing the dagger, Claire quickly calmed down and immediately backed away a few steps.
Fighting an enemy with a weapon empty-handed was too disadvantageous. Claire had no chance of winning and had to change her strategy.
"Sir, there's something very important in that bag. How about you just take the money and leave, and give me back the bag?"
Saying that, Claire backed up a few steps, giving the black guy space to leave.
The black guy observed Claire under the dim light, clearly hesitant.
However, Claire's sweet face was quite deceptive. The black guy didn't think too much, opened Claire's purse, found the wallet, took the cash, then threw the bag on the ground and prepared to leave.
Claire did not stop the black guy and let him pass her with the money.
However, when the black guy walked out of the dead end and tried to speed away, a fist came flying at him, instantly knocking him out with a caved-in nose.
"Claire, are you okay?"
After taking down the black guy, Roy greeted Claire without even looking at the guy on the ground.
At this moment, Claire had just picked up her purse and was very surprised to see Roy.
"Roy, how did you get here?"
"Dalia called me! How could I not come when something like this happened? Claire, what happened today was too risky! Why did you chase after this guy?"
Claire stuck out her little pink tongue, very embarrassed.
"Sorry! My autograph book was in my purse. That thing has great sentimental value to me, so I couldn't help but chase after him!"
This autograph book was the notebook that Roy had signed for Claire on the plane before. It was surprisingly salvaged after the plane crash.
Although the notebook was waterlogged and looked very unsightly, Claire still couldn't bear to throw it away because she felt it was something that symbolized her relationship with Roy.
Roy slapped his forehead, speechless.
"So it was that thing! Claire, don't do this again next time. I don't want to see you get hurt!"
Claire showed a sweet smile and gently nodded.
At this moment, Roy sensed something was wrong and frowned, looking around.
"Right, where's Amy?"
Claire looked at Roy strangely.
"Amy? Was she following me just now?"
"Dalia said Amy ran out after you. Where is she?"
Amy was indeed initially following Claire, but the black guy and Claire were both running very fast. After following for a while, Amy lost them.
Also, because the black guy was taking Amy around the slums, while Roy was tracking using the Hellhound Ring, taking the shortest direct route, he didn't encounter Amy on the way.
Hearing this, Claire immediately became panicked.
"Amy didn't get into trouble, did she?"
"Don't panic, Claire! Amy probably got lost!"
The terrain in these slum areas often becomes very complicated due to illegal modifications, and it's easy for someone who isn't local to get lost the first time they enter.
The same applied to Claire. If Roy hadn't found her first, she would probably have to wander for a long time to get back.
Activating the Hellhound Ring's effect again, Roy began searching for Amy.
"I know where she is. Come with me."
Roy held Claire's hand and started to navigate through the alleys of the slums.
It was fortunate that it was nighttime and there weren't many people on the street, otherwise Roy and Claire's skin color would definitely cause trouble here.
Despite this, Roy still encountered a clueless black guy who wanted to start a low-cost business with a replica handgun he picked up somewhere.
Such a person was naturally sent to dreamland with a single punch from Roy.
After tracking for five minutes, Roy suddenly saw the Hellhound's phantom disappear.
This sudden situation made Roy pause.
"Roy, why did you stop?"
"Damn it, something's wrong!"
The Hellhound's phantom suddenly disappearing meant only one thing: Amy had left the search range of the Hellhound Ring.
Otherwise, even if the person was dead, the Hellhound's phantom could still lead Roy to the body.
Amy couldn't have run that fast on her own, otherwise she would have caught up to Claire long ago, so she must have been kidnapped.
Although human traffickers were generally quite rampant in such immigrant countries, Roy was still very angry, so much so that his expression scared Claire.
Her big eyes were already welling up with tears.
"Roy, what happened to Amy?"
"Amy might have been taken. I'll take you back to the car first and let Jennifer take you back to the hotel!"
Roy silently called out to Claudia in his mind, asking her to come to the slums to find him, and then took the worried Claire back to the Maori restaurant.
Seeing that only Roy and Claire had returned, Dalia also started to worry.
"Roy, where's Amy?"
"Amy is missing. You guys go back to the hotel first, I'll find her!"
Giving Jennifer a look, she immediately understood and took Dalia and Claire back to the hotel.
Afterward, Roy took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Anonymous, do you happen to know any human trafficking organizations here in Sydney?"
The scene shifts to Amy ten minutes earlier.
Amy originally wanted to hold onto Claire, but she didn't expect Claire, who looked so fair and delicate, to be such a fast runner.
As she chased, Amy got lost in the slums.
Looking at the dark surroundings, Amy felt some uneasy stares, filling her with fear.
Unfortunately, because Dalia had brought her phone, Amy didn't have hers, leaving her without a way to contact Roy.
"Who's there?"
Seemingly alerted, Amy turned around but found nothing.
Before Amy could even let out a sigh of relief, a handkerchief covered her mouth from behind. Amy smelled a sickly sweet scent and completely lost consciousness.
Subsequently, the person behind her picked up Amy and walked towards a nearby van.
"Mr. Kim, we're done. We've caught the target's friend."
The large, dark fat man referred to as Mr. Kim showed a smug expression.
"Nice job! Take a video immediately and send it to Roy Black. I want to make that guy regret refusing me back then!"
The speaker was the boxing manager, Don King.
In the Olympic qualifiers, Roy hadn't given this world-class boxing manager face, which had caused him to become angry and want to hire people to retaliate against Roy.
After all, if Roy had agreed to Don King's proposal, riding on the momentum of the Olympic champion, he would have already started making huge profits.
Losing out on so much money made Don King feel like he had lost hundreds of millions, thus making him hate Roy even more for not giving him face.
It wasn't until he was in Sydney that Don King finally found an opportunity. He wanted to use his connections in Australia to hit Roy hard and make him obediently submit.
What was the use of being good at boxing? Didn't you still have to bow down when faced with a handgun?
Don King thought gleefully, already fantasizing about picking up huge piles of money after signing Roy.
"Dark web is the way to go, the efficiency is really high!"
Amy was woken up by a splash of cold water. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a warehouse.
Recalling the last moments before she lost consciousness, Amy realized she had been kidnapped and started to panic.
At this moment, three burly men wearing masks walked over, one black and two white.
"Who are you? Do we have a grudge? Why did you kidnap me?"
Amy felt that she wasn't rich or important and couldn't understand why she had been kidnapped.
One of the white men, covered in tattoos, held a digital camera and seemed to be recording a video.
"Of course, we don't have a grudge. Blame it on you being Roy Black's lover. Someone paid a high price for us to kidnap someone close to Roy Black to teach him a lesson. Tough luck for you!"
Amy's eyes widened. She hadn't expected this to be related to Roy.
Apart from the white man holding the digital camera, the other black and white men started taking off their clothes. This action made Amy even more scared.
"What, what are you trying to do?"
"Hehe, don't be scared, lady! These two are professionals I've carefully selected. They will definitely satisfy you!"
Amy's hands and feet were tied to a chair, but she still tried to dodge.
"Don't come near me!"
"Lady, it's better if you don't struggle. Isn't it better to just enjoy it? That way, you might suffer less pain, otherwise, you'll have a hard time later!"
The white man with the digital camera used a small knife to cut the ropes tying Amy to the chair. Amy immediately got off the chair and tried to run away.
But the warehouse door was already locked, and Amy had nowhere to escape. She could only run around like a panicked little bunny, trying to hide.
The three masked guys seemed to really enjoy this cat-and-mouse game and weren't in a hurry to deal with Amy. Instead, they spread out and surrounded Amy little by little.
Roy, come quickly and save me!
At the critical moment, the three of them suddenly heard someone knocking on the warehouse door.
The white man holding the digital camera frowned and handed the camera to the person next to him.
"I'll go open the door. You guys take more footage, make sure the client is satisfied!"
The knocking was very urgent, and the white man jogged over quickly.
"Stop knocking! Who is it?"
With a bang, the warehouse door directly fell down.
Amy (Van Helsing Demon Hunter Version)
Chapter 275: You'd Better Wash Your Neck Clean
The white guy covered in runes was immediately crushed by the collapsing warehouse door.
These kinds of sliding warehouse doors usually weigh over a ton, so this guy was instantly spitting blood and his life hung in the balance.
The other two were completely stunned. Before they could even react, Roy pulled out his revolver and shot each of them.
"Amy, are you okay?"
Amy looked at Roy with tears streaming down her face and rushed towards him like a lost bird returning to its nest.
"Roy, you finally came to save me! I was so scared just now!"
Roy could feel the fear in Amy's heart, so he held her and comforted her for a bit.
He didn't let her go until she had completely calmed down.
Finishing off these kidnappers wasn't the end of it. Roy still wanted to know who was behind these three guys.
It was obvious that Amy shouldn't have been kidnapped; even human traffickers would think she was too old. Plus, these three kidnappers were recording everything with a digital camera.
Roy searched the guy who was crushed by the warehouse door and found something that surprised him: a membership card for the dark web.
How is this connected to the dark web again? And why is it Amy who's in trouble again?
Roy felt like Amy and the dark web were just destined to clash.
However, he was a bit surprised that the dark web's influence had spread to Australia.
Could it be that the dark web has a presence all over the world?
That would be truly terrifying!
Roy slapped the white guy awake and started interrogating him about the mastermind.
"Tell me, who sent you to do this!"
Under the effect of the Shadow of Fear, the guy's mind quickly broke down, and he spilled everything like a leaky faucet.
This white guy covered in runes was actually a high-ranking member of a big gang in Sydney. This gang happened to have dealings with the dark web and had received a job order from them.
The reason the dark web's power is so vast is because they do an excellent job of serving the rich and powerful.
They can satisfy the dirty habits of the wealthy and powerful and do their dirty work, and the gangs can also connect with those big shots through the dark web. That's how this criminal network has grown into what it is today.
"I don't know who that guy is, only that he's called Mr. Jin!"
Mr. Jin, could it be Don King?
It's impossible for someone to cause trouble for people close to him for no reason, and the only person surnamed Jin that Roy had offended was Don King.
He couldn't be sure yet. Maybe Mr. Jin was just a fake name. Even though Roy didn't like Don King, he didn't want to make a mistake and let the real mastermind get away with it.
Since that was the case, he had to pay a visit to the dark web's base in Sydney.
"Tell me, where is the dark web's base in Sydney?"
The white guy looked a bit resistant and didn't want to talk, so Roy increased the power of the Shadow of Fear.
In just the blink of an eye, the guy couldn't handle it and blurted out the location of the dark web base.
So, Roy directly used the maximum power of the Shadow of Fear to scare the guy so badly that his brains started leaking out of his ears.
"Roy, was it the dark web again?"
Amy gritted her teeth, looking at the corpse on the ground, and even kicked it a couple of times.
Even though more than half a year had passed, Amy still couldn't get over what happened last Christmas.
"The dark web is just the middleman; there should be someone else behind this who wants to cause me trouble. Amy, I'll take you back first, and then I'll go find the dark web."
Roy carried Amy out of the warehouse and put her on a blue Harley-Davidson Buell Firebolt motorcycle.
"...Gentlemen, Sydney's profit growth this summer far exceeded expectations. Let's toast to money!"
In a dim conference room, a group of well-dressed people sat around a conference table, raising their glasses to a shadowy figure on the screen.
The atmosphere was very relaxed, and everyone seemed very happy.
One of the men in suits let out a whistle.
"The Olympics are just too profitable! Whether it's running underground betting or the red-light district, we've made a fortune! I wish we had the Olympics every year!"
Another man in a suit laughed and teased the previous speaker.
"Ha! If we had the Olympics every year like you said, it wouldn't be worth anything anymore!"
Everyone nodded. The reason the Olympics are so profitable is because they only happen every four years and have the backing of countries.
Another man in a suit sighed.
"The next profitable business will be the branch in Greece; it has nothing to do with Sydney anymore."
One of the men in suits showed a curious expression.
"By the way, have we made preparations for the Olympics eight years from now?"
"Don't even think about it. The East won't give us any opportunities! Instead of thinking about that, let's think about 2012, which country will host the Olympics, so we can make arrangements in advance."
This statement was agreed upon by most people. Although many Europeans and Americans like to ignore the East in the media, the real upper class dare not underestimate the East.
At this moment, the shadowy figure on the screen spoke.
"Gentlemen, there will always be a way. I firmly believe in one thing: only money never sleeps in this world!"
"Money never sleeps" is a famous saying on Wall Street and represents the concept of a certain group of people. From this, you can see why these people can be so deranged.
Capitalists will sell you the rope to hang them with for profit, so there's nothing they won't do.
After laughing for a while, the shadowy figure signaled everyone to be quiet.
"Gentlemen, that concludes today's meeting. I hope you can create more profits in the final period before the Olympics end."
"You can rest assured, Director!"
"There will be no problems, Director!"
The men in suits in the conference room started scrambling to flatter the shadowy figure on the screen, but the screen quickly turned black, indicating that the other party had gone offline.
With the meeting over, the people in the conference room were ready to disperse.
At this moment, a security guard rushed in frantically, perhaps too eagerly, and even knocked over a chair.
Immediately, a man in a suit expressed dissatisfaction with the security guard's behavior.
"Panicking like that, what a mess!"
"Manager, someone has broken into the base, and we're about to be overwhelmed!"
As soon as he said this, the conference room was in an uproar. The man called the manager remained relatively calm and signaled the others to be quiet.
"Don't panic! How many of them are there? Are they the Sydney police?"
The security guard swallowed and replied.
"Just one person, and he calls himself the Knight of Fear!"
Roy hadn't used the alias "Knight of Fear" for a long time. The last time he used it was in Austin, when he and Isabella dealt with a certain underground club in a suburban villa.
Isabella, who was rampaging at the time, had been confirmed to be the human vessel of Michael. The federal government, out of respect for Iris, didn't dare to act or investigate, so the Knight of Fear alias hasn't been exposed yet.
Coincidentally, the mask he used that day was still in his inventory, so when Roy attacked this dark web base, he took the mask out again.
Unlike the underground club in Austin, this dark web base in Sydney seemed to be just an office, but it was guarded by a large number of gang members.
Unfortunately, Roy was no longer who he used to be; no matter how many gang guards came, they couldn't stop him.
If he hadn't been afraid of the dark web higher-ups escaping, Roy would have just killed everyone in the base directly. With one sweep of his Eye of Judgment, there wasn't a single good person there.
Roy, holding two revolvers, went on a wild killing spree and quickly reached the conference room.
By this time, the dark web higher-ups had just thought about evacuating, and Roy caught them red-handed.
Looking at a group of middle-aged men in suits, their demeanor suggested they were upper-class individuals, completely different in temperament from the people outside who were also wearing suits but looked rough.
Roy immediately knew he had found the right place.
"Who's in charge here?"
Roy's sharp gaze swept over everyone in the room, but no one answered.
So, Roy directly shot and killed one of the men in suits. The sudden gunshot startled everyone.
"You can continue not talking. Anyway, I only need one person alive for interrogation. You can try your luck!"
Roy's gun barrel kept moving, putting immense psychological pressure on everyone present.
Although these people all knew Roy wouldn't leave anyone alive, some still held onto a sliver of hope and pointed out the manager.
"He's the manager!"
"Oh? Thank you very much for your honesty. You can go."
Hearing this, the man in the suit was very surprised and quickly ran past Roy.
Bang!
The man fell directly to the ground.
"Sorry, I only said you could go, but I didn't say you wouldn't die!"
Roy's actions sent shivers down the spines of the other men in suits. The man who was identified as the manager looked at him with a pale face.
"Do you know what happens to those who oppose the dark web?"
The others didn't know what the Knight of Fear had done, but the manager did.
Although the Austin government had suppressed the news of the incident from half a year ago, the dark web higher-ups all knew about a guy who called himself the Knight of Fear.
"Yeah, I do! Another manager told me that half a year ago, and then I sawed him in half with a chainsaw."
Roy's casual tone made the other men in suits extremely frightened. They could easily dictate the fate of ordinary people in their daily lives, but when they themselves became the fish on the chopping block, they were actually no different from ordinary people.
Two men in suits standing at the back bent down, trying to escape. Roy immediately flicked his revolvers, and two bullets cut through the air in arcs, blowing the heads off the two men trying to escape.
This terrifying marksmanship left everyone dumbfounded.
Immediately after, a cunning little guy hiding in the crowd shouted.
"Don't be afraid, his revolvers only have twelve bullets in total. He's already fired three shots, so there are nine bullets left! Let's all go at him together and take him down!"
This guy thought Roy wouldn't see him hiding in the crowd, so he was instigating others to rush to their deaths.
Indeed, there were still seventeen or eighteen people present, and Roy's two revolvers definitely couldn't kill them all, but no one was stupid enough to take a bullet for someone else.
Every single person there was an exquisite egoist. Did you expect them to sacrifice their lives for others?
"Who was just talking?"
The cunning little guy was immediately pushed out by the crowd. He looked at the others in stunned silence.
"You guys... Ah!"
Roy fed the cunning little guy a bullet and then continued calling out names.
"1, 2, 3... 7, 8!"
After killing 12 people in a row, Roy's two revolvers finally ran out of bullets.
At this point, the remaining people who were still alive immediately rushed towards Roy, trying to fight him to the death.
However, in the blink of an eye, a pump-action shotgun appeared in Roy's hands, instantly stopping the people who were rushing forward in their tracks.
"Sorry, I have another gun!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Killing with a shotgun was much more brutal than killing with a revolver. The people who were shot were torn apart by the pellets.
"Alright, now it's just you left."
Roy put away his gun and walked towards the only person still standing, the manager.
The manager's face had turned from pale green to completely bloodless. He clearly realized his fate.
"Let me go, please let me go, I can give you a lot of money!"
Roy shook his finger.
"Your sins cannot be forgiven. The only choice you have is to die painlessly or painfully. So, how do you choose?"
What choice could the manager make? Roy used the most brutal methods against him, and in just a few minutes, he pried out all the secrets from this guy's mouth.
After all, there are few tough nuts to crack in this world, especially pampered people like the manager.
"It really was that black guy, Don King!"
Roy's face was extremely grim. He wished he could fly back to America right now, drag Don King out, and kill him.
"Wait, is it possible that guy is in Sydney right now?"
It's quite possible for someone like Don King, a boxing promoter, to come in person to a world-class event like the Olympics to scout for new talent.
Roy immediately made up his mind to find Don King and take care of him.
After killing the manager, just as Roy was about to take the data and cash stored at the dark web base, the large screen in the conference room suddenly lit up.
"Who are you?"
The shadowy figure on the screen saw Roy, and his voice was full of shock.
Roy didn't expect such a pleasant surprise on his visit to the dark web base. The shadowy figure on the screen was clearly someone important, probably the true mastermind behind the dark web.
"I am the Knight of Fear."
"It's you again! How dare you still oppose the dark web!"
"Hehe, I am an agent of justice, of course, I won't let scum like you go! You'd better wash your neck clean, so when I find you, I won't need to do it for you!"
Roy made a throat-slitting gesture, which made the shadowy figure on the screen tremble with rage, though it was unclear if he was truly angry or afraid.
"Kid, don't think I can't find out who you are just because you're wearing a mask! You underestimate the power of the dark web!"
"I'll return those words to you exactly as they are. Don't think I can't find you just because you're not showing your face. I'll track you down soon, and then..."
The screen went black directly. This guy actually ran away so fast; Roy still wanted to get more information out of him.
He put the server hard drives and other things connected to the screen into his inventory. Needy might be able to find something from these things.
After doing all this, Roy heard the sound of police sirens.
Dahlia
(End of this chapter)