Slash the Scarlet Eyes: Start with a Starburst Air Stream Slash Chapter 137

Character name suggestions:

– : Marc

– : Xiao Hua

– : Grey Zhengtian

– : Cang Jin

– : Syura

– : Esdeath

Guard Station.

“So… Marc violated the rules I set, didn’t he?” Grey Zhengtian, working overtime, sat in his office’s leather chair, looking at the two female team members who had secretly come to report in the middle of the night, his face shifting between light and shadow.

He didn’t possess special abilities like Captain Lin Yu. The interior of the station had been cleared, and those remaining were all members Captain Lin Yu had dealt with.

The Imperial Capital was vast, and maintaining public order wasn’t something a few hundred people could manage. Each district needed to dispatch some members to guard and patrol; otherwise, if something happened, and people had to run from the guard station to the scene, the criminals would have long vanished.

“Y-yes, he even threatened us.”

“Xiao Hua said she was going to complain to you, and she hasn’t returned since. We’re afraid Marc will retaliate afterward, so we could only come to you, Captain, in the middle of the night.”

The two female team members exchanged glances and knelt on the ground. Since the guard station underwent a major reshuffle, many members were assigned outside. They themselves were stationed outside as guard members, with low status, not even qualified to attend the funeral of former Captain Ouka.

“Alright, you two go guard the districts closest to the station. And your salaries will be doubled, by the way.” Grey Zhengtian ordered, pressing one hand to his forehead. The districts near the station had his own people, sending them there was like adding flowers to silk, at least they were obedient. As for whether they would betray, human hearts were unpredictable, no one could say for sure.

After all, human desires were like rolling stones down a mountain; once they started, they couldn’t stop. With one gold coin, they wanted two, three, five, ten gold coins…

It was uncertain when, if the benefits were enough, they would be stabbed in the back, unless Captain Lin Yu made a move with his special ability. Otherwise, you wouldn’t know if the face beneath was human or beast.

“Thank you, Captain, I will work hard.”

“I will do well.”

The two stood up and smiled at each other. In a way, they had been promoted. If they worked hard, they might even get to work inside the station.

“Hmm… you may leave. I will give Marc the corresponding punishment.”

“Understood, Captain Grey Zhengtian.”

The two left.

“I’ll have to trouble Cang Jin again.” Grey Zhengtian walked with his hands behind his back towards Cang Jin’s room. After dealing with Marc and a few others, he would need to recruit more people. He hoped some conscientious ones would come, but in the dark, man-eating Imperial Capital, how many people with an uncorrupted conscience could there be…

Meanwhile.

Residential building.

“That’s enough, time to open the way back.” Syura got off a large bed, put on his pants, and pulled out Shangri-La from his pocket to activate it.

After all, Esdeath was one of the Empire’s two main pillars; he couldn’t leave her out there indefinitely. But as for the armored man who ambushed him, he could just fend for himself.

And on the isolated island, the magic circle reappeared, but Lin Yu and Esdeath had already left.

“Phew… what are you doing out there?” A naked, golden-haired, very shapely woman lying on the bed asked.

“Huh? Nothing.” Syura said dismissively.

“…You, that way of speaking is truly terrible.” The golden-haired woman said this, but a satisfied blush appeared on her face. “But it always has a very tasteful style.”

She sat up, pulling the covers up slightly to cover her pectorals.

“That’s not wrong… I’m actually the Minister’s son.” Syura said, leaning against the window.

“Eh? The Minister… that Minister?” The golden-haired woman’s expression stiffened. After all, the Minister’s rumors were only bad, never good, but it didn’t matter to her. Relying on her looks and figure, she lived a very comfortable life.

But Syura’s expression suddenly changed. He quickly walked towards the woman, yanked her off the bed, and punched her in the abdomen.

“What does that mean, huh!” Syura shouted.

“Ugh!”

The woman knelt naked on the ground, her face contorted in pain.

“I respect him very much, but one day I will surpass him.” Syura grabbed the woman’s hair. “I think surpassing one’s father is the ultimate filial piety to one’s parents.”

Tears streamed down the golden-haired woman’s face as she looked in terror at the man who had just been making love to her.