Murim Recurve Chapter 169
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[Quest: The Other Side of a Quest.]
[Reward: 1 Prana Stone]
[Quest Completed]
"It's finally done," Re'Kha sighed, relaxing now that she no longer had to accept the punishment. Though, her sense of relaxation wasn't shared by her character, who was still pent up with anger.
"So, what will you be doing about it now?" The boy spoke.
"I can't do anything," Re'Kha sighed, looking at the time to see she only had five minutes left, "My time here is up."
"Then," The boy frowned, raising his voice, "What should I do? We can't leave such scums like that."
He then muttered, "I can send this anonymously through the post to the police."
"You can," Re'Kha nodded, "But don't send it immediately."
"Why?"
"Because, if what I had seen before is correct, today is the day she will take revenge on all of them. She has become a serial killer, so she is capable of killing them all." Re'Kha nodded, "If the police catch them, they at most would be jailed."
"Right," The boy nodded, "And, it would take a lot of time for them to be given any sentence. But if they have some powerful backing, then there is a chance they could get bail soon."
"So, let Chaya do her thing. And once all is over, send a copy of these to the police so that they'll know she's the victim and not the perpetrator." Re'Kha sighed, "She is only harming the inhuman scourges that have caused her hell. She's not breaking any human rights."
"Right," The boy nodded as he picked up a paper. It was the final piece in the stash they had brought in. It was basically an invitation for a gathering. And, only the people that had participated as the gang had been invited.
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Upon seeing the address and time, Re'Kha understood it was the hotel she saw back then. Thoughts collided in her mind as she linked up numerous instances that had happened before.
She realised why Chaya had taken Swetha to the Mysore Palace on that day—today, since it was always the same day on Earth. And, she understood the reason she was roaming those parts, making a chance encounter.
The kidnapping of Swetha in her second exploration seemed to have been a different set of events unrelated to this case. Swetha was just coincidently kidnapped since she was too trusting of strangers.
Based on the time, only the people involved in the incident would be on the street or in the hotel. So, it made sense as to why Chaya had aimed to kill Re'Kha back then. She had assumed Re'Kha too had some hand in it, for she had arrived at the scene.
After all, using one of her perpetrators, it was Chaya who had invited them all to the place. So, everything made sense once Re'Kha began to think about it.
Re'Kha then heaved a sigh, speaking, "Don't put yourself at risk by heading there. She'll probably assume you as one among them too. Just say here."
"I know," The boy nodded, "I have no intentions of killing myself for vigilantism."
He then heaved a sigh, trying his best to cool himself, glancing at the clock to see the time Re'Kha specified draw close. After a moment of thought, he cleared his head and spoke, "By the way, I didn't get your name yet."
"Ah," Re'Kha chuckled, "I'm Burkurel Re'Kha."
"I'm Yavar Adiga," The boy replied, smiling, "the next time you visit, let's play Steelcraft together."
"That would be great," Re'Kha smiled, "I don't know how many years later I'll be returning here again. But, even if I inhabit a different body, I'll try to contact you."
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"Nice…" The boy smiled when he realised he could fully move his body once again. The presence of Re'Kha in him had vanished abruptly.
"I didn't even realise it. It's like a call getting disconnected," He sighed, laying flat on the bed, "Burkurel Re'Kha, would be nice if I can enter her supernatural world."
He then sat up and operated his laptop, taking to the forums as he tried to search for any clues or information related to it. Soon, he was busy piling up information as he opened a notebook and began to take notes, trying to obtain clues based on the exchange of information.
For some reason, he was in a state of hurry, as if he would forget it soon. He wished to do something about it, unwilling to see it pass away like that. Unknown to him, the air around him turned viscous for the fraction of a second.
He didn't realise it and continued typing away on his laptop. Once he was done, he took all the evidence he had taken from Chaya's home, made a couple of copies of them, and created two parcels.
He then left the house to parcel them, one to the police, and the other to the media, planning to make the two parties receive this parcel only after Chaya had finished her deed.
"If it happens around that hotel, I need a good vantage point to observe everything." He thought aloud and was just about to leave the house when his mother shouted, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet. Are you planning to miss your first lecture today too?"
…
One second, she was talking to her character, the next second, she was back in a mist as something guided her to move forward. At first, it was as if she had drowned herself in the sea, it felt suffocating.
But with every step, the sensation disappeared as she was no longer able to see once again. She sighed, continuing to walk forward, 'It would have been nice if I had my sight once again.'
Being able to see while she was on Earth, Re'Kha missed her sight. She wished to be able to see once again. As she continued to walk, the air around her swirled, condensing into a tablet over which seven spherical marbles had been embedded.
It gently hovered right before her face as Re'Kha could feel its presence, thanks to the faint interaction of the air between it and her. Knowing before what it was, Re'Kha stretched her hand to grab it and continued to walk, soon feeling all the sensation of viscousness had disappeared as she appeared back in the narrow chamber.
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