The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 462: where is the pistol

The next day, Clark and Arthur woke up with the intention to remain patient while waiting for their informant to contact them. They didnt even go into the pirate city, it was too disgusting for them to stay in it.

The more Clark felt this way, the more he feared what his girlfriend may have become now. If just a day staying in it could make him this irritated, he just couldnt imagine what staying here for 4 years could have done.

Thinking of this, he felt guilty again. Why didnt I come earlier?

Souring his mood with such thoughts, the day moved extremely slowly to him. Perhaps, having noticed his current mood, Arthur didnt disturb him and opted to go out hunting alone.

When he came back, he had a desert antelope with him.

Seeing the catch, Clark was left speechless. Can we finish that?

Arthur wasnt fazed by his question. If we cant finish it today, well just finish it tomorrow or the next. Dont worry, I have preservation gadgets with me, and besides, your girlfriend can have some too when we find her.

Arthurs almost illogical words always left Clark speechless, but they had this element to it that always calmed his emotions too when he felt sad or angry.

In the end, he just laughed. Thank you, bro.

I didnt do anything. Arthur replied coldly.

Cough! I know, yes, I know. Patting his back awkwardly, Clark took the lead to start roasting the antelope after getting rid of its blood.

Pairing it with the canned foods that they had with them, they had a nice food combination that left them smacking their mouth in enjoyment to the taste.

By the time that they finished eating, Clarks mood already improved significantly and the bright glaring sun of the desert now made him feel happy instead of his normal irritation.

Arthur suddenly blurted out. Lets spar.

What?

Lets spar, I want to know whos the strongest between us.

Youve still not dropped this your childish obsession over the strongest?

No.

Ok, lets have a go if thats what you want.

3, 2, 1. Start!

Bam!

2 minutes later, Arthur was on the floor with a bitter smile on his face. Knowing his friend, Clark knew that holding back would only incense him so he let go and fought with his all.

In the end, after putting up a fierce struggle, Arthur finally succumbed. Despite winning, Clark felt respect for him as he was the first 3rd rank high-grade opponent whos ever held him to such a stalemate.

You tried. He sincerely remarked.

Unfortunately for him, Arthur simply rolled his eyes before taking his outstretched hand to get up. After standing up, he remained still, looking into Clarks eyes as they kept at this for a few seconds.

Cough, whats up? Clark coughed awkwardly.

How are you so strong? When I fight with other same-ranked opponents, I win and they say Im a monster but why are you so different?

Hearing that, Clark smiled awkwardly. Well, I guess its talent

After saying that, Clark paused as some memories flashed through his head. After interacting with Arthur for the past few days, he knew that he didnt know about the existence of special abilities yet.

Knowing it and not knowing it meant a lot, it could be the life changer in any soldiers life. He only hesitated for a few seconds before making his decision.

Arthur, have you heard of special abilities?

Special abilities?

Yeah. Clark nodded, suddenly feeling in the mood to teach. Special abilities are some things that each soldier unlocks after becoming a 1st rank high-grade soldier, its innate and

40 minutes later, Clark finished explaining everything that he knew about special abilities to Arthur including his insights on it.

After listening for 40 minutes straight, Arthur kept quiet as he absolved all the knowledge that was just revealed to him.

He never thought of this before, hearing this changed his perception about what a high-grade soldier meant significantly.

He spent a full 10 minutes digesting the information before he turned to look at Clark. Before he could speak, a notification alarm interrupted him.

I found your target, come fast before he leaves.

Clark confirmed what the informant said through the footage captured by the secret camera, then the next moment the both of them stood up and started preparing to leave.

In less than a minute, they were done. Before they left, Arthur held Clarks hand with a complicated expression on his face.

Thanks Clark, I really appreciate it. I feel like this knowledge have changed me in ways that I dont even understand yet.

Clark smiled on hearing that. Dont mention bro, thats what friends do.

With that, they both of them left, disappearing into the desert.

Heres your remaining commission. Clark said while handing over a sum of money to the grinning pirate.

Youre a really nice guy, so a free tip for you. The pirate smiled while taking the money as he spoke. Pirate Queen Cobra is not someone you want to mess it, shes renowned for her ruthlessness against enemies.

Ok. Clark replied simply and patted the pirate. He wanted to say thank you, but he quickly remembered that it was a foreign word to pirates.

After completing their transaction with the pirate, Clark took a deep breath, covered his face with a hood before entering the underground bar with Arthur where their target was said to be in.

As soon as they entered the bar, they noticed a difference inside immediately. Unlike the previous bar that they visited, the lights in this bar were dim, making it dark.

Despite this, they were not hindered though as they located a chair and quickly started looking out for their target. 2 minutes later, they found their target.

After communicating with their eyes, they both stood up and went closer to where the target sat on.

Hey! Clark called softly.

The pirate didnt reply.

Hey! He called again but the pirate still didnt reply. When he brought his hand forward to pat the pirate, he saw a dagger stabbing towards his hand.

Like an adult spanking a mischievous child, Clark easily took the dagger before using the rubber handle to smack the pirates head.

The next moment, from their side, another pirate rushed towards them with a dagger also. From his careful and calculated movements, they easily deduced that he was a 2nd rank high-grade pirate.

Arthur did the same to him, easily disarming him. After doing this, they turned both of their targets faces. One was their original target, while the other was pirate leader Crane.

After checking them, they found nothing. Seeing this, Arthurs face became dangerous immediately.

Where is the pistol?

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