Genius Warlock

Chapter 391

Chapter 391

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Oliver proceeded towards the massive street tree in District Z, precisely as Ewan had instructed, with the intention of liberating the bandaged man.

As he drew nearer, Oliver once again felt the commanding presence of the tree he had brought into existence. It possessed no discernible eyes, nose, or mouth; nevertheless, its sheer size and distinctive dark-red hue bestowed upon it an extraordinary air of intimidation.Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Its sole endeavor had been to absorb the life force and emotions of the bandaged man.

It feels familiar Ive felt this before Ah, Mr.Puppet.

Oliver reminisced about his initial encounter with Puppet within the contaminated area.

A time when he found himself encircled by a legion of zombies, descended into the depths, and engaged in combat with Puppet.

Puppet had overwhelmed Oliver and attempted to consume him.

-This is the entrance to hell. Ill swallow you as a whole.

He remained uncertain whether it was a genuine portal to hell, but the aura emanating from the tree bore some resemblance to his previous experience.

Quite intriguing.

Are you alright, sir Ah, you are.

Oliver spotted the bandaged man ensnared amid the contorted branches of the colossal tree.

The man had been impaled by tree roots throughout his body due to Olivers assault.

Logically speaking, his survival seemed implausible, yet Oliver harbored no great surprise.

If he had sought astonishment, it would have been upon realizing the extent to which he had siphoned the life force and emotions independently.

Oliver possessed limited knowledge about the anti-development committee, but one thing was clear: they were not bound by conventional reasoning.

Are you okay?

Oliver inquired as he placed his hand on the inner surface of the tree.

As though comprehending Olivers genuine sentiments, the tree ceased its relentless absorption of the hosts life force and emotions and willingly withdrew its roots, releasing the host.

Thank you.

In a display of gratitude to the tree, which appeared to possess telepathic understanding, Oliver extended his hand to assist the bandaged man.

The bandaged man courteously declined Olivers offer and posed a query,

Youre not going to finish me off?

Um should I?

I could attack you again, couldnt I?

Will you attack me again?

I just attacked you moments ago.

But you didnt hurt me, even though you could have.

Oliver answered, remembering the bandaged man who attacked the black suit without destroying it. The man had possessed the capability to inflict a fatal blow upon Oliver, yet had abstained.

Are you not angry about my actions?

Well, considering my line of work, I cant really complain about being attacked suddenly. Since neither of us got seriously hurt, how about we reconcile here?

Oliver proposed a ceasefire, prompting the bandaged man to meet his gaze.

As expected, youre kind too kind, O Supreme Being.

My name is Dave. Im a solver from Street 30 in District T May I ask your name?

Its Bartholomew.

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After exchanging pleasantries, Oliver and Bartholomew, the bandaged man with whom he had recently engaged in a fight, strolled away from the colossal tree as though nothing had occurred. It was an astonishing sight, but it had unquestionably transpired.

Are all of them part of the anti-development committee? Oliver inquired, noting the presence of dozens of bandaged individuals encircling them. Each of them was ensconced in bandages akin to Bartholomew and the sword-wielding bandaged man, and they all displayed a notable interest in Oliver.

Yes, they are here to see the Supreme Being

Amazing. Slightly insane, too. You two reconciled in the meantime? Your actions say otherwise, but youre quite amiable! Ewan interjected, addressing Bartholomew.

As anticipated, Ewan appeared to be acquainted with Bartholomew and the entire anti-development committee. The atmosphere didnt quite align with Ewans enthusiastic tone, and it was evident that they were accustomed to his peculiarities. Their reactions indicated that they were accustomed to his antics, which, for Oliver, was a fortunate turn of events.

After all, Olivers primary reason for being there was Ewan.

It seems so, Mr. Ewan.

Oh, aint you calmer than I thought. IFigured youd grill me with questions for deceiving you.

I dont know why, but fortunately so.

Really? Ewan asked with a meaningful tone, and Oliver responded as usual.

Yes, Mr. Ewan, if its alright with you, may I excuse myself for a moment? Theres something else I need to do.

I dont rightly know what it is, but go on. Sounds interestin.

With Ewans permission, Oliver turned and addressed BigMouth.

He had numerous questions for Ewan, but there were other priorities, and personal curiosity took a backseat to his current tasks.

BigMouth, could you please get that out?

At Olivers request, BigMouth disgorged another item.

It was a neatly packaged bottle of wine and a cake.

The peculiar items puzzled everyone, and Oliver approached Bartholomew, with whom he had recently been fighting, and courteously offered him the wine and cake box.

This action prompted even more head tilting from the onlookers.

What is this, O Supreme Being?

Its cake and wine. Its a housewarming gift.

Good Lord, did you set up camp in this here dump in District Z? Ewan inquired, genuinely surprised.

Its actually District X. And I didnt move, but my friends did. Its a long story.

I see that. Got yourself some friends? Ewan joked, and Oliver apologized before turning to Bartholomew again.

I had intended to greet you more formally, but this is how it turned out. Could I ask a favor of you? If thats alright, of course.

Go ahead. Bartholomew replied as he accepted the wine and cake from Oliver.

As I mentioned, my friends have settled in District X, but the building is still unfinished. Cement dust finishing is needed. Could you possibly allow that?

Recalling Forrests warning about the Anti-Development committee interfering with construction in District X, Oliver made his request.

Ill allow it. We wont dare interfere with whatever you do, O Supreme Being.

It was a satisfactory response, but one word troubled Oliver.

Thank you, Mr. Bartholomew But could I ask what you mean by O Supreme Being? It seems youve misjudged.

I may be a humble sinner, but I do recognize greatness.

A sinner?

Thats correct.

What sin have you committed that you call yourself a sinner?

The sin of being born a sinful human.

Bartholomew spoke with firm conviction, reminiscent of Maries attitude, which Oliver found unsettling. Normal conversation didnt seem effective.

Can you tell me what you mean by O Supreme Being? Im confused.

I apologize, but thats not something we humble beings can express. Youll have to realize it for yourself.

It didnt appear that he was evading the question, but Oliver felt no particular interest or curiosity.

Excuse me, Mr. Bartholomew, but Im not the Supreme Being youre talking about. I just want to clarify this, so theres no misunderstanding.

The dragon doesnt become a mouse just because it hides its teeth and claws, folds its wings, and hunches its body wearing a mouses skin.

The sun is the sun, the earth is the earth, and the sea is the sea. Essence doesnt change just because you deny it. Its an absolute truth, irrespective of good or evil.

What is my essence, then?

Youll realize it yourself, whether you want to or not.

(To be Continued)

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