As soon as the head of the Bandit Leader came to a halt after rolling on the hard ground with a mixture of dead patches and patches of grass, Blood's notifications rang in Vincent's mind.

‹ You and your teammate have slaughtered all of the bandits belonging to the Red Skull crew ›

‹ Mission Completed ›

‹ You've been rewarded with 500 units of Purified life force ›

‹ Congratulations! You've received the Good Judgment Bonus. Having killed a group of insidious bandits for the first time, you have impressed the slumbering eternal will of the second head of the family, the Northern Duke of Dark Starlight ›

‹ You've obtained 5000 additional experience points.

‹ Level 5: 8560/1400 experience points ›

As he heard the monotone voice of the heirloom of his family ringing in his head, Vincent felt surprised out of his wits and also happy beyond compare as he found out that there was a slumbering will of the second head of the family somewhere near him and received a large bundle of experience points.

"Blood, what's the deal about the slumbering will of the second head? Is there more of them? And where are they?" Vincent asked in his mind as he stepped up towards Varth.

‹ The life force you obtain from completing missions belongs to seven distinct heads of the Sangue family. The life force isn't only present inside the heirloom around your neck, but it also contains the separated wills of the seven previous generation heads ›

"Oh, I understand."

‹ You'll give an additional reward once you do something to their liking ›

Vincent's eyes widened in surprise as he had never expected to obtain more than what he had earned by killing the bandits in the name of justice; for the sake of saving the citizens of the Federation, but it seems like his actions have aroused the slumbering will of the second head of the family.

"How long are you gonna stand there for?" Varth said as he looked at Vincent, who had a dazed expression on his face along with a silly beaming smile.

"My bad. I got lost in thoughts." Vincent said, ruffling the hair on the back of his head.

"Let's go check on Peter," Varth said with his back facing the entrance of the cave at the bottom of the mountain.

"It's no longer necessary. Look behind you." Vincent said as the sound of footsteps sounded in their ears.

A lot of citizens dressed in messy clothes and mud on their faces walked barefoot on the grassy ground with dry patches on many spots, following after Peter and approaching them from several meters away.

A few minutes later, once the captives briefed them about their situations, the group couldn't help but feel the disgust rising in their hearts.

The bandits, human traffickers, and the officials of the city had banded together to target the poorest and the most suppressed members of society, people whose voice couldn't reach the officials and people outside the city as they didn't have communication devices that could work in a world like Xavier where all smartphones and related devices stop working.

"Are you sure?" Varth questioned as he looked at the captive.

"Yes!"

"We heard these words from the mouth of the bandits."

"The members of the law enforcement were involved with the bandits. And they were selling our kids and targeted us once we tried to investigate the disappearance of our children."

Out of the dozens of captives, only the elderly and the burly men were sane enough to reply to Varth's question without breaking down and crying their hearts out.

"You guys should rest for a while."

"But where? Here?! If we stay here, they would come and capture us again," said an elderly man with beady eyes, a disheveled appearance, and a white mustache.

There was a high chance that the dirty officials of the city will send someone to check this place since the bandits could no longer send a signal out to them at the daily promised time.

The bandits and the officials used a special method of communication to communicate with each other, one which brands party A and party B with a magic symbol in the shape of a bracelet that breaks if either of the parties dies.

"We can't waste our time here," Peter said in a tone of urgency as he looked at the two of them.

Varth gaze swept past the captives with messy appearances and landed on Peter, "Peter, take them to the Arc and let them rest in one of the apartments. Don't be shy to keep an eye on them. Don't let them do anything funny."

He said those harsh words because he wasn't sure whether someone among the captives was a beggar that has changed appearance or not.

Thus he ordered Peter to keep an eye on them and if they try to act funny, then teach them a good lesson.

"I understand!"

Peter told the captives to follow after him and that he'll take them to a safe place where they'll be able to take a bath, eat tasty food and change into better clothes.

A lot of them were young children around the age of 10 to 15, and his words excited them the most as they were looking forward to eating good food.

"Help me out."

"With what?

"Search the body of the bandits for evidence and collect their spatial devices.

A few moments later, once Peter has taken the bandit's captives away from this place of death, Varth and Vincent searched the body of the bandits.

They found a special law enforcement badge under the shirt of Janis and Javier, a badge that can only be issued by the head of Law enforcement in Leslie.

"I believe the man calling himself Minister and dealing with the bandits is the mastermind behind it all."

Varth came to this conclusion after connecting the dots.

"It won't end well for that bastard," Vincent said with clenched fists.

"Let's hurry up and collect the items from the other bandits."

A few moments later, they both collected pieces of evidence and various items from the corpses of the bandits.

"Aren't these bandits a little too rich? How come every single one of them has a spatial device and their leaders a beast's weapon?!" Vincent said as he grabbed the heavy sword embed on the ground beside the fallen body of Janis.

"This is not all. This scum has a lot of money inside the storage of his spatial device. If he had only used a portion of it to buy a defensive magic scroll then he wouldn't have died so easily." Varth clicked his tongue and mocked the Bandit Leader after he grabbed his spatial ring and sent some mana inside it, checking its content.

There was stuff worth 2000 contribution points inside it. Aside from that, he also found around a few dozen of magic and elemental cores and a few offensive magic scrolls.

"Time to head back home and report the crimes of the dirty officials of this city to the administrator."

After storing the items salvaged from the corpses of the bandits into their storage devices, Vincent and Varth ran back to the Arc.

"Are you honestly going to drive your spaceship to the city of New Hope? Wouldn't it cost you a lot?" Vincent asked as he looked at Varth.

"It's frustrating for me to suffer such a huge loss, but we can't do anything about it. Going to the train station in the city is the same as giving ourselves away to the corrupt officials of Leslie. I would rather waste my money to survive and deliver justice to the people than get surrounded by a bunch of devils and die fighting them." Varth replied.

He didn't want to get embroiled in a huge battle with the corrupt officials of Leslie as he had huge evidence in his hands that could get them executed and deliver justice to thousands of lives.

Of course, he was pained as he'll have to spend hundreds of high-level mana crystal to run his spaceship and head directly to the military academy of the city of New Hope.

He didn't want to land in the train station of other cities either, as he wasn't sure whether the corrupt officials of Leslie planted their spies there or not.

By the time they got back to the Arc, Lisa has already woken up and was treating everyone except for Leila with coldness and cautiousness.