Chapter 212
Chapter 212
The post went live and was immediately pinned to the top by the site admin.
After all, Sharon was the owner. Even if this was her alt account, it still carried weight. And with a million Hunter Coins slammed down ascoltarea i impossible to ignore.
Hunters flooded in to apply. The mission was simple–guard duty. Protection against Velvyn.
For ten to twenty thousand Hunter Coins per month? It was practically free money.
People in the comments were already buzzing.
[Who the hell is this poster? Someone from the Vance family?]
[Yeah, verify the account already. Unless this is some alt from the Baxter family? No way that Vance girl has this much cash.]
[Exactly. That’s why she won’t verify. Probably just bluffing.]
Sharon let out a short scoff and submitted her verification.
Hunter Forum had a strict, no–nonsense verification process. Most users waited days, if not longer.
Hers went through in seconds. Account verified–Sharon Vance, Head of the Vance Family.
The entire thread went silent.
[Wait, that was fast. I thought verification took a week?]
[That’s what money gets you, huh? Buy yourself a fast–track pass.]
Sharon replied bluntly. Sharon: [If you’re jealous, try it yourself. Either way, I’m not letting this go.]
Before they could fire back, she exited the app.
Turning to Walter, she said, “Some martial artists will be arriving soon to guard the estate. You can assign them however you see fit.”
“I’ll take you up on that,” Walter replied, no longer willing to take any chances.
If even one stray Velvyn slipped through the cracks–or worse, someone planted another–this place would become a graveyard.
Sharon stood and looked toward her brothers. “Let’s go home.”
Richard’s injuries still hadn’t been properly treated. With her here, she knew he wouldn’t leave on his own.
Walter rose to his feet and caught her just before she left. “Don’t blame yourself. This wasn’t your fault.”
Those things in Silver Hollow Reserve had been lurking for years.
Maybe today was just unfortunate timing..
Sharon forced a faint smile. “I promise I won’t let this go unanswered.”
“And we’ll do everything we can to help,” Walter said, walking them all the way to the door.
As he watched her car disappear down the road, he couldn’t help but remember how full of hope the estate had felt just that morning. Now, silence. And
then–tears.
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Chapter 212
The families of the lost couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Those missing young inen and women weren’t just martial artists. They were sons, daughters, the pride of their houseficit.
They knew the risks when they chose this life. But no one expected them to die like this.
Walter leaned on his cane, looking older than ever.
He had believed the Vance family’s branch could rise again–that maybe, finally, they wouldn’t have to live so cautiously. And then this
“Sir… do you think we can trust her?” someone asked quietly.
Walter answered without hesitation, “We don’t have a choice. Besides–she brought back three people alive.
That shut everyone up.
He looked at the gathered faces. “I know some of you are angry. But this wasn’t random. If Shari hadn’t been here today, this would’ve happened eventually.”
Sharon had just brought it forward.
“Should we move? What if something like this happens again?” someone asked.
“I don’t know yet,” Walter admitted” s
for
now, everyone stays together. No wandering off. No sleeping alone.”
Just as he finished speaking, a shadow swept across the sky above the lawn. A figure descended–paraglider wings catching the wind–and landed right in the courtyard.
A man in black. Masked.
The Vance estate tensed. Everyone instinctively reached for weapons. Given what had just happened, no one trusted strangers–especially ones dropping from the sky.
Members of the Academy team were still nearby.
One of them stepped forward. “Who are you?”
“High–ranking martial artist,” the man replied coolly. “Why? This is your territory now, House of Obsidian?”
There was clear tension in his voice.
Hunters and House of Obsidian had always been a little hostile–especially when missions overlapped.
He walked straight to Walter and pulled out a form. “This needs your signature.”
“Signature?” Walter blinked.
Then it clicked. Sharon had said reinforcements were coming.
He just hadn’t expected them to arrive so quickly. Or to be high–ranking martial artists, no less.
“Yeah, old man. Didn’t Ms. Vance give you a heads–up?”
“She did, just… didn’t think you guys would show up this fast.”
Walter took the form and scanned the details. The compensation made him stop
cold.
Two hundred thousand Hunter Coins a month?
