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The incidents that caused the brutal murder of dozens of ordinary humans all over the shelters were something the Linaton race had schemed to discard the small possibility of the mysterious murderer belonging to the origin human race.

They wanted to see if the mysterious murderer of their Ambassadors was related to the human race or if their guess was correct and one of their many enemies had used the origin humans\' situation to divert the focus to them.

However, not a single being stronger than the Prometheus rank had appeared to protect the human citizens so far. Not a single human Original was capable enough to kill the Investigators of the Linaton race, no matter how weak they were then ordinary Keltia-ranked Originals.

The Linaton race was not strong, and the vast majority of Originals at the Keltia rank could easily defeat them. In fact, even Originals at the Peak of the Deux rank were unlikely to get harmed in a head-on encounter.

Nonetheless, Nial never appeared in the name of the mysterious murderer to take revenge on the origin humans who had been killed mercilessly or to prevent the Linaton Investigators from killing more humans mercilessly. He had been busy and had not even heard about the incidents that happened outside the closed doors.

Only when Nial had finished creating a large batch of Broken Runic weapons and a few new powerful Tier-3 runic armaments with miraculous effects did Nial regain his senses of the surrounding area.

He had been in a fully focused state where nothing around him was taken in by his range of perception, and nobody dared to approach him because they felt that they would have to endure Nial\'s anger.

They were too scared to enrage Nial…

However, when he came back to his senses, they witnessed a furious Nial nonetheless.

"Are they still slaughtering whoever stands in their way?" He asked, his voice colder than the Antarctic region.

Melheim and various Artisans, who had been afraid for the last few days, were cowering in front of him. They didn\'t know what was happening in the human shelters, or how they were supposed to survive against powerhouses that were much stronger than them due to their foundation.

Their planet\'s planetary mana core had awoken long before the origin had been unsealed and most Keltia ranked Originals had taken more than a thousand years to reach that rank.

In the human race, there was not even a single human whose age exceeded 300 years, officially, of course. Unofficially, there might be someone whose age exceeded 300 years but that didn\'t really matter.

"T..T-the Linaton race\'s Investigators are still inside the Otherworldly Residencies… investigating the murder of their Ambassadors… it doesn\'t look like they will leave soon… some Maids died trying to offer them something to eat or drink. I am not sure what exactly the maids thought but…they died."

A rather young Artisan stepped forward after he had gathered his courage to answer Nial. His voice was weak and he stuttered while speaking but he finished what he wanted to say while tears trickled down his cheeks.

"Please excuse this young man, he lost his oldest sister when the Linaton Investigators appeared. She… well, let\'s not talk about that…" Melheim Zorn interrupted and he gently pulled the young Artisan away.

Nial\'s anger was evident and Melheim didn\'t want anyone at the Origin rank to be harmed by Nial\'s presence.

"I am sorry to hear that…what a mess…" Nial responded, while his hands began to crack. Chaos emerged from the back of his hands and his fingers. The Chaos formed into light-gray threads that intertwined and formed into currents.

"Yeah, it\'s sad. Fortunately, Nightingale, the seventh Heir of the Nightshadow Elves stopped the slaughter of the Linaton Investigator in the Halheim shelter. The Investigator here had been the most brutal…" Melheim added, his words astonishing Nial a bit.

\'Nightingale intervened? Looks like he was sincere when he said that he wanted to become better and redeem himself. That\'s good…\'

Nial scratched the back of his head and went into deep thought. Being angry was not helpful right now. It wouldn\'t help if he were to turn into the mysterious murderer once again, either. The Linaton would just stir more trouble and they might as well end up waging war with the origin humans.

Waging war with the Linaton race was not the biggest problem. The Linaton race was not that strong, but physical strength was not their strongest forte, either way. They were a race full of shrewd businessmen and women. It was not unlikely that they would throw an army of a million Mercenaries at each shelter if they decided to wage a war with the origin humans, and the result would be quite obvious.

A million Deux-ranked mercenaries attacking each shelter would be enough to eliminate all but one shelter. Halheim would survive, not only because Nial was there but also thanks to the support they would receive from the Elven races.

Now that he thought about the problems caused by splitting the human race into multiple shelters, Nial couldn\'t help but sigh deeply. Before, when they weren\'t able to survive in the wilderness, it was good to split the human race in multiple shelters. Many shelters were destroyed in the past, yet mankind survived…all because of the split-up population and the well-hidden areas of the shelters.

That was of no importance right now but it was an interesting piece of information.

"How many Adventurers of the Onyx Association are at the Prometheus rank?" Nial asked all of a sudden.

"...Huh?" Melheim responded in confusion before he regained his senses. He cleared his throat and thought about the answer for a second before he replied, "More than 400 Adventurers have reported that they advanced to the Prometheus rank, but there should definitely be more by now."

Nial\'s mind began to rattle with that information and a small smile blossomed on his face.

"Alright, in that regard keep me informed about the situation in the shelters, what the government\'s official statement is and what the other organizations comment about the recent happenings. Ah…and don\'t forget to tell me if the citizens wreak havoc with the government. They might be in a shocked state right now because of the Linaton Investigators\' sudden appearance and cruelty but they will soon start blaming the government once again…with more than enough reason, but whatever…"

In the end, Nial had to agree that it was quite difficult for the government to do something against overbearing members of other races. Even the weakest races with shallow foundations could crush the origin humans easily. There were simply not enough strong Originals on mankind\'s side. That was a fact, but it didn\'t really make things easier, and neither did it justify the government\'s actions.

If the outside world were to know that other races could play around with origin humans however they pleased, their reputation would suffer tremendously. Worse than not having any reputation and being a nobody was, obviously, being known as a pushover and weakling.

Jundra, the Origin, was bound to grow stronger in no time and it was only a matter of time before more powerful Originals would emerge. They were likely to be much older, or geniuses of innately stronger races, but none of that mattered, not even if their potential was used up.

Their strength would be the highest on the Origin even if it would only be for a short while, and they might or might not feel like taking the origin humans as slaves. And the Linaton race was not the only one to do that. There were many other races who were currently trying to do the same, the only difference was that they were less discreet.

Nial felt that it was time to show the Linaton race and the outside world that the origin humans may be at a low Mana Core rank but that their will was strong enough to overcome rank and defeat their opponents, no matter what!

"Gather all of them until the end of the week," Nial ordered before he turned his attention to the young crying Artisan, "If you want revenge, stop crying and gather all the Expert Blacksmiths…we have a lot to do until the end of the week!"

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