Chapter 2066  Reginald Nome And Ransom Lorn

Date- 18 April 2321

Time- 17:27

Location- Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, Air Space

"Asong, I am disappointed. I did not expect you of all people to be against my criminal rehabilitation and reintegration program," Wyatt who left his Celestial Blood Fate Domain was surprised to find that Field Marshal, Asong, and other unknown demigods were discussing his criminal rehabilitation and reintegration program. It appears Field Marshal was already laying the ground for him to get this program started. All the demigods present, including Royal Instructor, Luna's father, and Field Marshal Heatsend looked at Wyatt as if they were looking at a ghost as if they did not sense Wyatt's presence until he disclosed it. They all were seriously pondering how Wyatt managed to get close to them without them sensing him. As Asong's semi-demigod bodyguards, they were shocked to learn that they were feeling threatened by Wyatt's presence and the fact that they could not sense his realm. Last they remembered, Wyatt was card master so they wondered why their senses were going haywire in his presence. This caused a graveyard silence to descend into the atmosphere. "Wyatt, you are here," Asong's greeting broke the silence. Then, seeing his red form she frowned and enquired, "Tell me I am wrong to think that you are borrowing some devil's powers right now?" "You are wrong," Wyatt replied truthfully because when he asked for Asong's help with the human sacrifice issue in the Northern Region she did not hesitate to help him. "Then what's that red form?" Asong asked Wyatt finding it hard to believe him in his current form. "It is one of my abilities, trust me when I say I don't need a devil power to fight my battles," Wyatt did not go into details about his abilities as he firmly believed when it comes to his prowess he needs to keep people guessing otherwise once they figure out his abilities they will figure out a way to defeat him.

"Well, that's not what I heard. But, I trust you," Asong nodded deciding to take Wyatt's for it. Seeing this Wyatt grinned and asked, "So, what are you doing here?"

"I am taking your advice to go into hiding," Asong replied. Then glancing at the Royal Instructor, Field Marshal, and other demigods she added, "Is there some place we can talk, just the two of us?"

"Sure, you head into the city to the location I shared with your grimoire. One of my people will help you and your people settle in and take some rest. I will contact you when I am free," Wyatt said understanding that because of his warning, Asong ended up kicking the hornet's nest sooner even though her illness was cured. It was surprising she managed to avoid death. However, seeing the haggard appearance of her bodyguards it was clear it had been a long day for Asong and them. So he offered them to take some rest before they continued their talk. "Ok, I will be waiting for you," Asong nodded and left with her guards. Seeing how the Royal Instructor and other demigods were patiently waiting to meet him she did not bother to demand his time and followed his arrangements.

After Asong left, the Field Marshal introduced demigods to Wyatt, "Wyatt, this is Royal Instructor Reginald Nome someone who I deeply respect and they are my son Ransom Lorn and his team. They are here on Southern Princess's behalf." Listening to the Field Marshal ally them with Anna's mother Royal Instructor and Luna's father looked at the Field Marshal in displeasure. Luna's father spoke up first to clear his allies, "I am not here on anyone's behalf." Only to hear his mother ask, "Then why are you here?" "I wanted to meet you, can't a son come to meet his mother?" Luna's father who yelled at the Field Marshal not to call him son, now shamelessly called her his mother. "Weren't you the one who said that during work hours you're not my son and I am not your—" "Mother, can't you be cool for once?" Luna's father hurriedly interrupted his mother. He wanted to leave a good impression on Wyatt and switch sides if it could get his daughter pardoned for her crimes and return home. However, the questions of whether Luna wanted to return home or if Wyatt held a stronger grudge against Luna for her betrayal than the Southern Royal family never crossed his mind. Well, he was in for a surprise. The Field Marshal rolled her eyes and introduced him to Wyatt again, "He is my youngest, so he is a bit spoiled." Lana's father Ransom looked at his mother in shock, as the only time he had seen his mother speak like that was when in the company of his father Lorenzo, Uncle Southern Ruler, or Aunt Colleen. This was when he was sure that his mother had truly abandoned his cousin and switched to Wyatt's side. As a result, he took Wyatt more seriously. "Hello, Wyatt. I am Luna's father," Ransom proudly introduced himself as Luna's father only to find Wyatt's eyes turned stern as the Field Marshal shook her head at her son's foolishness. "Luna is not popular around here so I advise you not to take her name unless you have something important to add," Wyatt warned Ransom not wanting to hold any prejudice toward him for Luna's actions. "This…" Ransom was without words, his whole plan to get his daughter pardoned fell right at the start. He wasn't expecting this. Besides, Wyatt appeared to be too comfortable talking to him despite the difference in their age and realm. However, he did not dare to react poorly since Wyatt had his mother's support. Seeing Wyatt shoot down Ransom mercilessly, the Royal Instructor glanced at Wyatt with interest and did not dare to bring up Celestial Rule Domain or the question of how Wyatt managed to avoid the detection of his intent sense. No matter how much he wanted to learn about them. He remained patient and began by bringing up something that he knew would be of interest to Wyatt, "Young man, can you tell me more about your Criminal Rehabilitation and Reintegration program?"

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