My Vampire System novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330 DID?

Inside an elegant large room with a modern-looking design, Jack was sitting there, patiently tapping away at a desk in the corner. Standing by his side were two reasonably large guards. He always had someone by his side, no matter what, due to his unique situation. He wasn’t like the other big four family members, for they believed in their own strength.

He knew the others looked down on him because of this but he didn’t care.

The two guards who stood by his side weren’t the same pair as the time when he had visited the military base. After their mistakes, he decided to give them another role and had replaced them. Jack’s way was the only, and very rarely did he give people second chances. If one was to mess up, he could always take their power away before giving it to another.

The tapping continued, and the guards were now looking at Jack out of the corner of their eye as it seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"Damn it!" He shouted as he slammed his fist on the desk. "It has to be Pure, once again, they got the upper hand and managed to get rid of him somehow, and there isn’t even much I can do." Jack Said.

For this one, Jack was on his own. He hadn’t informed Oscar or any of the other military personnel about Peter, how he was most likely a suspect of Pure. This was because he wanted to do everything himself. The only person who had been helping him along the way was General Duke.

Duke was always the one who assigned two guards to be kept on Peter, and decided who he would go up against and the Ref while the others knew nothing.

He couldn’t ask for their help, and he couldn’t start turning this place upside down, trying to look for an insider. Otherwise, they would find out. They would then question Jack’s motives and put all the blame on him. Although, he was in the position where it wouldn’t be too much of a problem, he still just didn’t want to deal with it.

The others didn’t like him in the first place. He Knew that the other three regretted ever inviting him into the big four. The only reason why he was able to stay in his position of power was due to his great relationship with the military and oscar.

There was a good chance what he had tried to do would sour that relationship,and the others would use this opportunity to break it. _{freēwebnovel.com}

The worst part about this whole mess, was that now he had to make sure the others and military wouldn’t find out about it; he was the one that now needed to cover up his own tracks.

Iit was decided. A report was sent out to Duke with further instructions. Peter would no longer be taking part in the tournament due to an emergency matter.What emergency matter he would let him decide. When they returned to the military base, he would let Duke handle the rest. The disappearance of one student shouldn’t be too hard to do in his position: an attempted runaway, a suicide. There were many different options they could put Peter’s disappearance as.

"Pure, I promise if I ever find out where your base is. I’ll send my whole army after you and crush you." He said, squeezing his fist tightly.

The next day had arrived, and it was now morning. The events were not set for some time yet, and the main events even later. That’s why Quinn found it very odd when he had a knock bright early in the morning.

Before even opening the door, though, he knew who it was. He paused for a second and then braced himself before opening it.

"Vorden, why are you here so early? The events don’t start later." Quinn said, trying to make things seem familiar between them, but it was clear that it wasn’t.

"Am I allowed in?" Vorden asked.

"Come on, don’t be like that... Please. The more you act differently, the more you will remind me of the crap you pulled." Quinn said.

Once inside the room, Vorden carried on walking and headed for the outside window. The bright light shined on his golden hair and handsome face. When looking at him now, the sadness in his eyes made him look like an abandoned prince.

"I wanted to tell you about yesterday, before you go asking. You’re right; it’s not fair that I keep all my secrets while I know all of yours."

Quinn himself was now feeling a little guilty as he hadn’t told the others everything, but it wasn’t like it was a big deal to explain to them how his powers worked. How it was a game like a system, even if he did tell them it wouldn’t have changed anything.

"How much do you remember before you were knocked out?" Vorden asked.

"You mean when you were screaming that your name wasn’t Vorden and you were Sil. Or when you nearly roasted me like a chicken before then zapping me?" Quinn replied.

"Well, it looks like you remember everything then." Said Vorden. "Like I said, yesterday that was me. There was no mind control or anything. Sil and I are the same person."

"Vorden, you’re going to have to be clearer than that."