(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341: A rude awakening

Kellen stood outside in the hallway, his arms crossed as he stared at the wall across from him. It was a part of the higher levels of the Guild tower he hadn’t been in yet. Not quite at the same floor as his and Rhys’ apartments, but still rather high up in the building.

It was between Kellen and Brent’s apartments, closer to where his parents had settled.

Inside of the room he was standing outside of, it sounded like a hurricane was going off.

Screaming, shouting, grunting. The sound of things being thrown against walls, glass shattering. Kellen flinched as he imagined the stone countertops being shattered, and was sure he wasn’t far off.

He was surprised that if anyone else was staying on this floor that they weren’t coming to check up on them.

Maybe no one else was staying on this floor, and that was the exact reason Hill and Rhys had chosen it.

Wincing as he heard Hill curse, Kellen sighed, his gaze sliding to the door beside him. The Espers had told him to wait outside, that it would be too dangerous for him but at this point, he was getting bored.

Having to fist fight Gunther might actually be fun at this point.

There was a brief moment of silence and Kellen pulled out his phone to check the time. It was near lunchtime, and he didn’t really have this kind of time. Between him, Casper, his own classes, and everything else going on in the world, Kellen didn’t have time for Gunther’s temper tantrum.

Was it wrong to consider it that way? Maybe. Did Kellen really give a shit at this moment? No.

Kellen knocked politely on the door as he shoved his phone back into his pocket before he opened the door. He dodge immediately, something flying at his head. It wasn’t until it made a hollow metal clang against the far wall that Kellen glanced back and noticed it was a garbage can. He smirked.

"Try better." Kellen told Gunther.

Rhys or Hill wouldn’t have thrown that at him.

Get. Out!" Gunther roared, the main crux of why he was throwing said tantrum.

Hill had ratted him out. Rhys had gone into work around the same time that Kellen had gone to workout, covering for both Gunther and Hill. Thankfully they had other Espers trained to take over the training for times like these, so Rhys only had to handle the other issues presented to him. Hill, as someone who could hold her own against the Water Esper outside of Rhys was put in charge of him.

It was clear to Kellen that Rhys had probably shared some of the visions he had seen of Gunther to Hill, which was why she was on high alert.

The idiot had attempted during lunch.

Kellen’s anger at him being so stupid, and interrupting the small break he had every day were a tangle of emotions inside of him as he took in how Gunther looked currently.

He was clearly not well. His hair was a bird’s nest on top of his head, his clothing in shreds. He had a broken lip, blood dripping onto the floor, and the beginnings of a black eye. He was in his underwear, but they barely covered anything, and his knuckles were bruised and blistered. He was looking at him with the deep blue of his powers, clearly angry, clearly upset, clearly volatile.

Kellen laughed.

"No." He spat, slamming the door behind him.

He glanced towards Rhys, who gave him a flustered look. He was leaps and bounds above the condition that Gunther was in, but that didn’t mean he was unscathed. Gunther wasn’t his right hand man for no reason, and he sparred with Rhys the most. He too, was in shambles.

It was Hill who looked terrible, just like Gunther.

Her hair was curly, tangled, and everywhere. She too was sporting a bleeding lip, along with several rather bad-looking bruises all over her body. Her shirt was torn, showing off the sports bra she was wearing underneath, and the small night shorts she had been wearing had been shredded, showing off the orange underwear she was wearing underneath. Her eyes matched her underwear, and Kellen realised he was in a room of three overworked Espers.

What fun.

"Aren’t you getting bored with this behaviour, Gunther? Throwing a tantrum like this just because you didn’t get what you wanted?" Kellen asked, rising up from his crouched position. He began to make his way towards Gunther, and he could feel the tension radiating off of both Hill and Rhys.

They were ready to move if Gunther made to attack him.

Gunther glared at him, his lips pulling back to snarl at him. He was basically a beast, full of hatred and rage. Kellen could tell, even without touching him, that he needed guiding but knew he would only be rejected at the moment.

He’d probably reject anyone at this moment.