OLD-WORLD EXTRA

Chapter 265: Dying Threat

Chapter 265: Dying Threat

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The Eagle's leader sat back on the couch in shock, staring at the remnants of what was once his 'partner.'

"I saved you, by the way... that dog did my boy dirty some time back, so you have to thank me for killing her for you."

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It wasn't only him who was silent.

Everyone in the room was.

The tension was more than palpable as they all waited on Aquila's next move.

Then suddenly, Amon's steps resounded, breaking that stalemate.

He approached Emir and tapped his back.

"Now you broke a 'rule'..."

"While you didn't attack a hunter group, you did attack their companion, something that they would kill you for."

Emir tilted his head.

"Companion? You mean that leech? That dog? The bitch deserved death."

Amon shrugged his shoulders, and with a wave of his hand, Ragnar's body floated towards him.

"I don't care what you do, as long as you don't die."

"I won't."

"Good."

They nodded towards each other, bidding goodbye.

Then Morgiana came by, tapped Emir's back, and left the room as well, following after the Principal.

"See you tomorrow!"

"See you."

Emir chuckled at how fast she dipped.

But he didn't mind it.

They weren't friends, only acquaintances, so why would she stay?

"The guys that don't want to be involved should leave now; watch the stream in your own office."

At his reminder, all the professors stood up and left the room.

Some were scoffing, others angry, and a few were meek, but he didn't give them any face.

Then, in a bit, only those of the Hunter Groups remained.

"Hey, Emir."

Aquila finally spoke, his cold voice confused.

"Yes?"

"Why... why did you do that?"

"I told you already... Or were you not listening?"

Emir answered while being the one who sounded confused this time around.

"Okay, let's say that whatever you said was true... but why kill her?

"I needed to end her existence; it was for the greater good of Earthkind."

"Then you could've told me about it, at least. We could've found a reasonable middle

ground."

"Why?"

"What do you mean, why? That's the rules we abide by; us hunter groups would fall into chaos if it weren't for them."

"Necessity needs no law."

Aquila let out a sigh while standing up.

"...Then we'll kill you."

Yet even at his highest, he had to look up so they could lock gazes.

"That's cute."

Emir disengaged from the stare-off and looked at the others around him who congregated towards his position.

"You all really wanna do this?"

He received a no-word answer as they quietly surrounded him.

Emir nodded and gave them the middle finger.

"Well, fuck you too."

With those words, his Death's Shadow was activated to the max.

He then casually nudged his shades up.

The room, already hushed, fell into an eerie stillness.

It was dim before, but it felt chillingly unnatural.

The act of stepping up to Emir was scary, but now...

Immediate death appeared to be a better outcome.

Two of the ten, who weren't ready, collectively stepped back.

The rest stood their ground.

But they didn't move forward, seemingly thinking over their best course of action.

Hunters were usually ruthless but reasonable people, as the job made them so.

And if one was reasonable, they wouldn't put their pride first and logic second.

Emir knew this.

So he acted.

She was guilty of what she had done to Ragnar, and he was the judge, jury, and executioner in

her case.

It wasn't a solely emotional act though, as he had something else to gain from this.

An excuse not to wipe out his competition but to dominate them from the outset.

And of course, he poked Templar...

An underworld faction that he would deal with later.

Many plans were behind this action.

But to them, he could only appear as an angry 'unknown' who had broken an unspoken rule.

No matter how highly they judged him, in the end, Emir lacked credibility, at least compared

to them.

Yet the strength he displayed in the test now showed extreme promise.

A promise they needed to keep alive for Earthkind's survival...

So they silently decided to calm him down and capture him when he lowered his metaphorical

shield.

The leaders who now stood surrounding the 'pitiful' girl bore their eyes into him, a warning that they wouldn't back down.

Emir took a casual glance back at the Aquila, the one who appeared to be their strongest.

The leader of leaders.

"So? Tell me straight."

Aquila stepped forward, now directly facing Emir.

"You must call down, professor... abide by the rules."

"But she's not a hunter now, is she? The rules don't involve her."

"Yes, but-"

"No."

Emir cut him off while his finger gestured for him to stay quiet.

"Now answer me... When I leave, will you block my way or not?"

"We will."

His response was quick.

After a nod, Emir continued:

"Alright then, but before we start, I'll tell you a few things that you should know."

"...Go ahead."

"If we all fight... I'm sure to die."

That was the truth, one that he knew very well.

No matter how uncanny or unknown his path and abilities were, the joint attack of multiple Seraphim-ranked Celestials, whether known or not, wasn't possible to win against.

"But don't forget this, 'cause you surely won't later..."

Emir raised his hand slowly and pointed at a man in the back.

"You would be the first, Shinobe."

Not all those opposing him had shielding abilities.

While some others needed equipment that wasn't on hand, especially Gun specialists,

Technomancers, and the like.

Emir already knew of their abilities, as Lyra sent everything there was to know.

And besides... those of the ten common specializations were easy to plot against.

"Then you two, Maharajah and Kremlin."

Only untrod paths and Spell Weavers had the element of surprise.

Arcanists did as well but not in the lower-level classes since they had many boundaries

restricting them as opposed to those in the higher ones.

Now regarding those that had no shield...

"Phoenix."

Emir could kill them with a well-placed Aether construct.

His abilities weren't known, so their downfall was almost certain.

And yes, 'almost' as he truly didn't know if they would hit in the first place.

Sure, it would be a surprise attack, and some of them might act carelessly, causing them to be

in an awkward position, but...

"Red Dragon."

A single person in their group could detect the constructs and suppress them before they were

shot.

The problem was that Emir couldn't create them further away to prevent such a thing from

happening.

His Aether constructs' creation range could only be ten meters away from his body.

As he 'Pathed' this ability, the range grew, but it appeared that this was the maximum it could

be.

To increase that range, he would need to upgrade the ability, which wasn't happening

anytime soon.

Those leaders didn't know any of his worries, however, so he could go wild with his threats.

No one knew what the outcome would be, either.

He might die in vain, killing no one, or conversely...

They all might face complete annihilation.

"Then finally... you, Aquila."

So his words were no bluff, but a genuine reflection of an uncertain fate.

"More than half of you fuckers..."

And the Principal, who remained watching from the outside through the cameras, knew that...

"Who'll try to kill me must be prepared to die a nasty death."

Yet he didn't step in, interested in the result.

Whoosh!

All those present suddenly experienced his killing intent at full throttle, which caused them to

step back in alarm.

Their leader was the only one who didn't do so.

Emir then let out a chuckle.

"Though that was what I would've said a minute ago..."

A heavy silence descended as they all quietly listened, dreading his next words.

"Now the entire place is booby-trapped. If you move a single step towards me..."

An icy, suffocating weight fell upon them.

"You'll all die."

Every gaze fixated on Emir bore a storm of emotions.

Shock, disdain, disbelief-they all simmered beneath the surface, but anger, raw and

contained, dominated most of their expressions.

"I'm willing to teach you fear..."

Emir then turned to the Eagle's leader, his demeanor unperturbed, as if the death threat he

had just declared held no weight on his shoulders.

"But do you want to learn that, Aquila?"