(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: No one would ever find you

"Did you idiots think that being a Field Guide would potentially mean you would get more power in the Guild? More seniority? I’m fucking disgusted by you." Kellen took a small, calming breath. "As a C Class Guide, I spent seven years on the front lines. Do you know why that’s impressive?" Kellen asked the group, but none of them answered. Kellen gestured to Brent behind him. "He’s an A Class Guide and he spent three years there, do you know why that’s impressive?" Again, silence, until Bree’s tentative voice spoke up behind him.

"Aren’t the front lines dangerous?" Her voice was weak, but Kellen appreciated her answer. He snapped his fingers.

"Why yes it is Bree. Thank you for answering what was such an obvious question that none of these idiots could." The medic finished healing the sobbing mess of a Guide and stood up. They glanced at the other one, who was still breathing, but clearly in pain.

"Should I heal it?" They asked him, and Kellen sighed heavily.

"Do whatever you want." He told them. They scoffed, spitting on the ground, and turned away from the other injured Guide. The Guides, who had never seen a healer behave that way, stared with wide eyes. Kellen smirked. Maybe now it was becoming clear what exactly they had done.

"The front lines are very dangerous. This is a fact even children know. I’ve lost count of how many people I’ve seen go into gates and never could back out alive. I also can’t count how many body recovery missions I’ve been on." The next bit wasn’t just for the monsters in front of him, but for all of the Guides in the room.

"Out there, your ego and ideals have to take a back seat. You have to check it, otherwise you will die. I understand why the Captain didn’t enforce this as a policy for Guides, since some of you are fucking weak little shits, but I don’t think we can let this stand anymore. You lack respect for others, and you have put in jeopardy the trust Espers have in us. Did you forget that the healers are also Espers? Did you forget that Espers make up just as many of the positions you take advantage of day to day?" Kellen bent down, staring a few of the monsters in their eyes.

"What do you think would happen if word were to get out that you didn’t do your job and let some Espers die because you thought you were better than them? Do you think other Espers would stand by? Especially Espers of the Classes you so quickly dismissed?" Dawning horror crossed their faces. "No one would come to save you if you got into trouble. Half of the police force these days are made up of lower Class Espers. You would be abandoned. You would die, here, in the city you love so much. You would lose all of your privileges that you benefited from by being in the Saturn Guild. By being a Guide."

Kellen glanced around at their sick, pale, and drawn faces. The grin that crossed his face was absolutely evil. "If we were on the front lines, and I took you into a gate and you just so happened to get lost inside that gate while I went to gather supplies, no one would care, you feel me? They might not even put your name on the missing persons register, and just declare you dead." That would never happen, but these idiots didn’t know that.

The situation became too much for one of them, and they threw up. Kellen stared at them in disgust. "What you’ve done is unforgivable, and to do it under everyone’s nose is even worse. You have made a mockery of all Guides, and I will make sure that each and every one of your names will be remembered for the worst reasons possible." The ring leader who had their arm broken scoffed. Their whole body shook, but she still opened her dumb mouth.

"S-So you’re going to wave the power of your parents and Captain Thatcher around to make us look bad? That’s why I fucking hate guys like you. Always up on your high horse. Sooo much better than the rest of us. You’re disgusting." Kellen laughed. He genuinely couldn’t believe this idiot. Did I need to break their arm again?

"Alright, let’s say I am using my power from my parents last name to get the results I want. Sure. That’s an option but that wouldn’t change the results. Without my parents, I happen to know several powerful people in this city. That has to do with the trust I’ve gained through saving their lives, and the lives of their people. Something Guides are supposed to do. What we were born to do. Even kept Guides are saving at least one person, and you fucking lot couldn’t even do that." Kellen sniffed.

"But, that doesn’t fully answer your question, does it? All these powerful people I know, doesn’t matter. What matters is the simple fact that they all happen to be Espers and Guides. I don’t know if you know this, but Espers have a tendency to be a little crazy, and most Espers view their Guilds and the people in them as their found family. When someone messes with said family, they tend to lose their cool, even if they have others who hold them back.

So, let’s say I mention that some Guides haven’t been doing their jobs and putting others at risk. No biggy, someone will look into it." Kellen narrowed his eyes at the idiot Guide who had spoken up after he had broken her arm. "But let’s say that I tell them that a group of Guides purposefully went out of their way to force Espers to surge so that they would die horrible, painful deaths because they didn’t want to Guide them. What do you think would happen?" He shrugged. "I’m not lying, in either case, but the weight of those words changed everything, right?

The likelihood of sympathy for someone who is a potential murderer versus someone who just isn’t good at their job is very different, and there are some wonderful lawyers out there who know exactly how to twist the hearts of others with just that." Kellen glanced behind him as he noticed that the Espers were being gurneyed out of the room.