Chapter 18: All for the Truth!
Blake Charlton noticed Jun Chester’s gaze and felt somewhat ashamed. However, this was such a significant matter that he had to treat it with caution. After all, as far as he knew, seven years ago, Jun Chester had been captured by the twelve Lords of Cinder from Cinder Chapel.
Cinder Chapel! That was the strongest organization in the world! Since its inception, it had been an enemy of Lordran. In other words, their country was now involved as well. If Jun Chester had truly joined Cinder Chapel, even if he was Lordran’s “Lord Chester” and responsible for the nation’s protection, Blake Charlton would spare no cost to stop him here. Personal relationships had to be set aside in the face of national interests!
However, Jun Chester seemed to easily see through Blake Charlton’s thoughts and spoke softly, “Lord Charlton, do you not trust me?”
Taking a deep breath, Blake Charlton’s demeanor changed from playful to solemn. “If you indeed killed Wilfrid Chester, you must take full responsibility! If you didn’t, I will apologize to you. But now, you must go with Mark!”
“If you resist, I will risk my life, summon the army, and stop you at all costs!”
Upon hearing these words, the people around them fell silent. Summoning the army and stopping Jun Chester at all costs? If someone else had said this, they would have taken it as a joke, but coming from Lord Charlton, no one doubted his words.
At the same time, those around them began to speculate about Jun Chester’s true power. Could this guy really alarm the troops stationed in Dirtmouth?
Jun Chester looked coldly at Blake Charlton, not saying a word. He just waved at Colbert Osborn and Dawson London, signaling them to head to Chester Fortress immediately to uncover the truth.
Colbert Osborn and Dawson London hesitated but dared not disobey Jun Chester’s orders. And so, the two left. Seeing this, Blake Charlton secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In his heart, without Colbert Osborn and Dawson London around, even if Jun Chester’s martial prowess was extraordinary, he would be like a tiger that had lost its claws and teeth.
With Mark Sutton there, along with the fully armed special agents he brought, Jun Chester would find it difficult to escape. Then, Blake Charlton instructed Mark Sutton further, “Mark, besides investigating the real circumstances behind Wilfrid Chester’s death, I want you to personally interrogate Jun Chester about his movements over the past seven years!”
“If he has indeed submitted to that organization… At all costs, bring him to justice. If Jun Chester resists, you have the power to execute him first and report later!”
Upon hearing this, Mark Sutton looked at Jun Chester as if facing a formidable enemy. He was all too familiar with the organization Blake Charlton mentioned. Seven years ago, Jun Chester’s battle against the twelve Lords of Cinder from Cinder Chapel outside Dirtmouth had completely changed Mark Sutton’s understanding of the path of cultivation. Each of the twelve Lords of Cinder was incredibly powerful, and any one of them was a match for anyone. Moreover, back then, all twelve Lords had fought against Jun Chester simultaneously!
After that battle, Mark Sutton had personally visited the scene, and the sight he saw there remained fresh in his memory to this day. The landscape had been apocalyptic. A mountain outside Dirtmouth had been leveled, and the commotion was akin to an eight-magnitude earthquake. Although the official Lordran authorities had offered no explanation, everyone believed it was just an earthquake. Little did they know it was a man-made disaster.
Now, Lord Charlton ordered Mark Sutton to personally interrogate Jun Chester. However, Mark Sutton lacked the courage. Detaining Jun Chester would not only mean making an enemy of Jun Chester himself but possibly also the entire Cinder Chapel! Mark Sutton was convinced that Jun Chester must have submitted to Cinder Chapel; otherwise, how could he have escaped their sanctions?
As Colbert Osborn and Dawson London left, all the fully armed special agents outside the Harding family residence surrounded and aimed their guns at Jun Chester. Bella’s face turned pale with fear, but she sneered inwardly. This bastard would finally face justice!
However, Jun Chester didn’t even glance at the approaching armed special agents, keeping his eyes fixed on Blake Charlton. “Lord Charlton, I once thought we were friends despite our age difference, but now it seems you are unworthy!”
Blake Charlton’s eyes twitched, and he coldly ordered, “Take him away!” But no one dared to move. Jun Chester let out a scoff, turned, and walked towards the exit. No one dared to block his path.
Upon reaching the entrance of the Harding family residence, Jun Chester left just one sentence. “Mark Sutton, I’ll wait for you at your headquarters. If you don’t give me an explanation today, you can forget about being the chief of the special agents!”
With a light tap of his heel, a loud boom erupted, and the ground cracked. Jun Chester shot into the air, and when he landed again, to their surprise, he was already on top of a tall building opposite the Harding residence.
Blake Charlton and Mark Sutton both stared wide-eyed at the scene. The special agents around them were stunned, unable to recover for a long time. As for the members of the Harding family, especially Bella, they were so frightened that they collapsed on the spot.
Was this even human? Bella looked at the fully armed special agents around them, especially at the equipment in their hands. It seemed as if they were nothing more than a joke.
A few minutes later, Jun Chester appeared on the rooftop of the Dirtmouth special service agency headquarters, watching the bustling people below with an unusually bewildered expression in his eyes. What had he fought for on the battlefield, risking his life for the country? Was it for those who saw him as a father-slaying traitor? Or for the countless common people of Lordran? Now it seemed that it was all for a single word: justice! Heavenly justice, legal justice, and the justice of reason!
After Jun Chester arrived at the Dirtmouth Special Service Agency headquarters, Mark Sutton and others did not think he would keep his promise. They even thought he would flee. Consequently, the whole city was on alert. All entrances and exits of Dirtmouth were sealed off. Mark Sutton took the lead, issuing orders for the city’s special agents to search for Jun Chester’s whereabouts.
Soon, Jun Chester received a call from Colbert Osborn. “Lord Chester, the military intelligence unit has found the killer responsible for Wilfrid Chester’s death.”
Jun Chester asked calmly, “Who is that?”
Colbert Osborn reported, ” Pete Chester and Edric Harding. The actual murderer is Chester Fortress’s family doctor, Han Derong.”
Jun Chester asked further, “What was their motive?”
Colbert Osborn simply replied with three words, “Chester family’s property!”
Jun Chester closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, “Bring them all to the Dirtmouth Special Service Agency headquarters.”
“Yes, Lord Chester!”
After hanging up, Jun Chester hesitated for a moment before calling James Matthews. “Master, have you found the ancient painting that was lost at Chester Fortress?”
James Matthews’ voice came through the phone, “I found it. It’s at an antique store under Edric Harding’s name!”
“I wasn’t mistaken. It’s indeed a priceless treasure!”
“The painting is themed on landscapes and is extremely difficult to imitate. For this reason, Edric Harding couldn’t even find a fake, so he personally stole it!”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
After listening to this, Jun Chester remained silent for a while before speaking softly, “Master, I’m sorry to trouble you again, but please bring the painting to the Dirtmouth Special Service Agency headquarters.”
James Matthews didn’t say anything more. Jun Chester hung up the phone again and then left the Special Service Agency headquarters building. At that moment, his phone suddenly rang again. Answering the call, it was from a subordinate he had sent to guard his mother’s grave earlier.
“Lord Chester, Bella has personally led people to the Chester Cemetery, intending to dig up and relocate your mother’s grave!”