Chapter 170
Tommy: Advantage is mine
After venting his anger with curses, Tommy Lloyd calmed down a bit.
After careful consideration, he decided not to give Vice President Boka any time to prepare. After all, his situation was different from Boka’s, and his time was extremely tight.
If he had to kill Boka and fail to capture Alistair, he would have to start all over again. Even if he could capture Boka alive, he might not be able to extract the correct information. Even if he obtained the correct information, it might change at any time.
There was also a small possibility that Alistair didn’t belong to Boka but to the Noble Red Society.
“Are they trying to mislead us into killing each other with this method…”
Tommy muttered to himself, “Is that possible?”
After all, everyone knew that he and Boka had a long-standing feud. Their mutual suspicion at this moment was more like an excuse to convince themselves to act.
But after thinking for a long time, Tommy still considered this possibility unlikely.
From the perspective of the Noble Red Society, although they wanted to cause trouble and harbored strong hostility towards Eivass Moriarty, they would not use a Shadow Demon at this time. A Shadow Demon outside of people’s perception was completely different in danger from a Shadow Demon of known existence.
Not to mention that Alistair was only at the Second Tier now.
If he could continue to develop, he could further unleash the power of the Shadow Demon. When he reached the Third Tier or even the Fourth Tier, if the timing was right, he could even pose a life-threatening danger to Fifth Tier Extraordinary individuals.
Although their goal of restoring the country was ridiculous, their attitude was very serious. If they truly had such a trump card, they should have kept it until the last moment.
Therefore, Tommy did not believe that the Noble Red Society would “sell out” Alistair just to make them kill each other. It made no sense. If they wanted to achieve such a result, there were many other ways they could have used.
He and Boka were different after all.
Boka was a fallen judge who had switched careers halfway, not a pure merchant.
He valued logic more, while Tommy valued motives, or rather, interests.
When his anger was not clouding his judgment, Tommy always thought about “whether it was beneficial for him to do this.” His judgment of human nature and motives was always very accurate, which was why he could succeed in inheriting the generation’s “Lloyd.”
After all, there were too many extraordinary abilities that could do strange things. Starting from logic, it was easy to miss a key clue and get cornered, leading to wrong deductions. Tommy believed his approach was correct. He would analyze things from the perspective of “who benefits from this” and look for the ultimate beneficiary.
Perhaps he would misidentify the person, but it didn’t matter. As long as he killed the beneficiary, he could continue searching.
If everyone suffered losses together, it meant no one had gained.
As long as no one benefited from it, their bloody game could continue.
Just in case, with his mind cooled down, Tommy, while no longer enraged, carefully reviewed the clues from beginning to end.
The only doubt in this matter was that Boka’s tone sounded somewhat angry when he answered the phone.
Based on Tommy’s understanding of Boka’s personality, if this matter was orchestrated by Boka, his emotions should have been very stable. He would have spoken condescendingly to Tommy with a smile, saying something like “Let’s form an alliance,” and then sold Tommy out after Tommy truly believed him.
Given Boka’s cowardly nature—if his cowardice was not a deception—he would not be willing to confront Tommy head-on.
Because Tommy was stronger than him in every aspect, whether it was his own strength, the authority he held, the wealth he possessed, or the connections he could mobilize.
“But…”
Tommy frowned, lost in thought.
“Never mind.”
After careful consideration, he abandoned the possibility of negotiating peace with Boka.
Because no matter what, Boka’s hostility towards him was real. Even if he was willing to cooperate with him temporarily to find the mastermind, it couldn’t be said that Boka would definitely not betray him. Or rather, Boka would definitely betray him, it was just a matter of time.
So, it would be better to seize this opportunity to eliminate Boka first.
If Boka could learn through some channel that he had been “sentenced” by Meg, given his style of operation, he would definitely try to hinder him and drag him to death. From this perspective, their relationship was one of life and death. As long as there was an opportunity to ensure the death of the other, both sides would definitely act.
So, even if he targeted the wrong person…
He had to go find trouble with Boka first.
The three days Meg gave him were not long at all. If Boka deliberately caused trouble for him, it would definitely not be enough.
If this matter was related to Boka, he would keep him for interrogation or find someone to extract his memories. If it was indeed unrelated to him, then he would kill him.
Tommy made up his mind and started making phone calls one after another.
The most urgent was Madam Gray Green.
If Boka’s faction was considered the second-largest influence in the Lloyd Society, then she was the third-largest. She usually maintained a balance between the two sides, and now it was time to force her to choose sides.
But fortunately…
After hearing the full picture of the situation, Madam Gray Green immediately declared her support for him, which slightly improved Tommy’s mood.
He did not want to give Boka any time to prepare.
Therefore, Tommy did not even plan to wait until night. Usually, night was the time for people like them to act. Because the field of vision was narrow at night, as long as they could escape to the Lloyd District, they could easily escape smoothly through the winding warehouses and back doors.
And at night, the already slow-moving Inspection Bureau would become even slower… By the time the inspectors arrived, they would have already fled far away.
But the situation was different now.
One reason was that he didn’t have enough time and couldn’t wait a whole day for no reason. He had to consider the possibility that Boka also didn’t know the truth. Another reason was that Boka was very familiar with their methods. If they really waited until night, he might have already made arrangements.
He might set up protective rituals, he might bribe his subordinates, he might call his old friends in the Court of Justice for protection. He might even escape directly. If he really ran out of Glass Island, Tommy would really have no way to deal with him.
Therefore, less than two hours after the call threatening Boka ended.
Tommy and his group, fully armed, had approached Boka’s residence.
The means of transportation they used were eight modified carriages.
It wasn’t that the carriages were fast, but rather that the carriage interiors were equipped with pre-carved complete Ritual Arrays.
This was Tommy’s unique invention. He divided a complete Ritual Array into multiple parts without affecting its effects, to counter the inspections by the inspectors.
The only part of the Ritual Array that could not be divided was the ritual circle. As long as all the circles were complete, the ritual could take effect normally. Then, it was possible to make different rituals’ required arrays separately and nest them when needed.
The inspectors might have studied Ritual Studies, but they were definitely not proficient. It was difficult for them to imagine at first glance that these separated parts of a complete ritual array were actually arrays for summoning demons.
Usually, when viewed separately, the outer ring looked like a wooden circle, like a spare wheel. The inner ring could be hidden under the seat cushion, or it could be inlaid with a leather edge and hung on the wall as a decorative small round shield.
And on the carriages, they could nest them on the spot.
By soaking them with bottled human blood mixed with sodium phosphate solution, they could directly summon their demons on the carriage.
Although Tommy’s “creation” was scorned by the people of the Noble Red Society, because these assembled arrays were inevitably much weaker than normal arrays and could easily harm the ritualist.
But Tommy was a complete pragmatist—using transcendence as a tool and authority as a goal.
Anyway, even if it exploded, it wouldn’t harm him.
Perhaps Father Snake blessed them. This inferior Ritual Array, with a failure rate of about 5%, had never failed.
Their group of over thirty people had already doubled in number before reaching their destination.
Over sixty against two. Now, only an hour had passed, and even if he tried to find people, he couldn’t find many. At most, one or two. Add Boka and his demon, they were still far from being their opponents.
How could they possibly lose?
“Now, advantage is mine.”
Tommy was full of confidence.
The second chapter will be a bit later!
The poop scooper is coming back today, and my schedule should return to normal (sadness)
The era of casually ordering takeout is over—
