Secret Society: Raising Calamity Class Disciples

This volume is coming to an end. Honestly, it took more chapters than I expected to bring the first case completely to a close. But I have no qualms, because I was able to build the world and characterise better. How did you feel?

And I am going to do a mass release once we reach 500 privilege unlocks, 100 Golden tickets or get a Golden ticket. There will be a mass release for every one of these criteria.

Thank you so much for staying with me. Stay tuned! Enjoy!

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"There?" Eulene was taken aback a little. Eulene had her jet black eyes fixed on the spot of the wall where the door had been. So, that psycho was hiding at the corridor they had arrived from.

Then she remembered the Curse was capable of manipulating space. And with that 'authority' thingy the bastard spoke of, it was surely capable of playing with the space here.

Xavier and Eulene glided down the air and landed just before that spot on the wall. Xavier knocked on the wall. And sure enough, it sounded like there was a hollow spot behind the seeming indestructible wall.

Xavier moved away without speaking a word.

The duo had been 'partners' long enough to send messages without voice, or even transmission. Eulene nodded and stepped forward, touching the wall—feeling it.

Qi coiled in her body. And with lightning speed, the Qi shot out from her palm with overwhelming speed, breaching the wall.

And unlike before, the shattered wall made no efforts to repair itself. Everything behind the breach was dark, as if it was an opening to a cave.

Eulene spread her spiritual sense, but to her dismay, an invisible barrier thwarted it.

The foreboding she had back then struck again. She turned to Xavier.

He was not in any better shape. The red smile on his mask had unknowingly disappeared. All it remained was pitch blackness. And the mood behind his mask was not any better.

The duo nodded at each other and crossed barrier.

The temperature dipped, but the darkness seemed to withdraw. It was still dark, but at least Xavier and Eulene's eyes were able to see through.

It was indeed a cave, with uneven earthen walls, floor and ceiling. There were metal furniture, each more sinister than the last.

The shelf showcased brains preserved in translucent solutions, seven—unscathed, but the rest—shredded.

On the desk at the opposite side of the shelf, there was half of a shrivelled brain, along with a few weird medical equipments—unattended.

Last but not the least, there was a sheetless metal bed with four leather straps at four corners. And one side of the bed was miserably rusted with dry blood.

Eulene felt a chill down her spine, not from the scenery, but the intense killing intent emanating from just beside her.

She could not see Xavier's eyes because of the mask. But she knew that they were fixed on the bed… on the straps attached to the bed to be exact.

As Eulene looked at those straps again, a horrible thought crossed her mind. Intense anger began to well up in her mind as well. But she managed to compose herself.

The past forebodings warned that this place is dangerous one way or another—even to beings like them. Out of control emotions would only be detrimental to their actions.

She was not the only wise one amongst the duo. Xavier's killing intent receded as well.

The duo scanned around the room once again. But there were no signs of the psycho. But weirdly, both of the duo could feel his presence.

Was this another test? Eulene thought. But Xavier's next actions proved otherwise.

Xavier, with his black mask, spoke with a transcendent tone that was different from the one he used when consulting with the psychiatrist.

"You know that parallel space cannot hinder any of our attacks." Xavier's voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotions.

"I apologise for not personally welcoming your esteemed selves," a voice replied.

The duo easily recognised the voice. It was that of Doctor Joseph Hearts. But he was nowhere to be found.

The scenery around Xavier and Eulene suddenly changed. The dark cave disappeared, so did the metal furniture and the abominations they carried. What replaced them was whiteness—endless whiteness.

And a few dozen meters away, stood a shadowless man—handsome, tall, and impeccably dressed.

Doctor Hearts still had that neat black hair, hazel eyes, and the amicable smile that would make anyone trust him.

If anyone met him for the first time, even in this fairytale of a place, they would think of him as the perfect psychiatrist.

But Xavier and Eulene were different. They knew better. They knew that the hands of that seemingly perfect man were bloodied—that too, by the blood of innocent children.

It was the second time Xavier and Joseph met, but neither did Xavier take off his hat, nor did he bow.

This time, it was not a meeting between two doctors… but that between a killer, and his killer!

Eulene observed below. She seemed to stand on nothingness, and she had no shadows. Strangely enough, she could feel the presence of the furniture and the walls nearby.

It probably had something to with that 'parallel space' that bastard spoke of.

But this was not the oddest thing she felt. She could feel multiple eyes watching over them. When she followed those multiple gazes to their sources, everything converged on Doctor Hearts' eyes.

She knitted her brows. [Something's not right.] She transmitted to Xavier.

[His eyes are a channel] Xavier replied. [He is not the only one watching through those eyes]

[I don't like this] Eulene felt like a clown. She could not do anything to the ones watching them.

[Neither do I] Xavier responded.

[What should we do?] Eulene asked. [Hold back? Or go all out?]

[Why not go with the third option?] Xavier said.

[Third option?] Eulene was intrigued. She could visualise the smirk behind Xavier's mask.

[Give them a show]