Chapter 2012

Perseus narrowed his eyes, deep in thought. Wasn't the Illuminated Order after him? If so, why hadn't they shown up yet? Had his whereabouts remained hidden? Or had he not made enough of a scene? Alfred stammered, "I d-don't know." If the Order had already discovered Perseus, would they be groveling before him like this? No—they would have approached him with the respect he deserved. Perseus nodded, as if contemplating something. "What do you even know?" He then bent down, picked up an automatic rifle from the floor, and swung it down onto Davy's head. The impact was brutal. Davy didn't even have time to scream before a deep dent appeared on his forehead, blood gushing from the wound like a broken dam. The fractured skull exposed a glimpse of white matter. Silence blanketed the golf club. It was so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop. Their gazes fell on the unconscious Davy, lying in a spreading pool of blood. They immediately bowed, holding their breath in terrifie