Beyond the Gate: The Last Gozzaki - Capítulo 69

69: Beyond the Gate: The Last Gozzaki Chapter 88: The Red Door Gambit 69: Beyond the Gate: The Last Gozzaki Chapter 88: The Red Door Gambit Beyond the Gate: The Last Gozzaki Chapter 88: The Red Door Gambit Xyron sat in the darkness of his room, the blue light of the TV washing over his face.

The clock ticked closer to 10:30 PM.

His eyes darted between the digital watch and the NHK news feed.

10:29:55…

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At the exact second the clock hit 10:30, the reporter on screen suddenly clutched his throat.

Thick, black ichor sprayed from his mouth, and he collapsed behind the desk, lifeless before he even hit the floor.

The broadcast cut to static instantly.

Xyron stood up, his blood turning cold.

“It’s real.

They aren’t bluffing.” He didn’t waste time.

He moved through the house like a ghost, avoiding the main halls, and slipped out of the mansion.

Unbeknownst to him, Maki was watching from the balcony above.

Seeing him leave at such an hour, she signaled the Shadow Guardians.

“Follow him,” she ordered.

“And keep him safe.” Xyron reached the red door at the back of the estate.

He pushed it open, and instantly, a dagger whistled through the air toward his head.

He caught it mid-flight with two fingers and, with a blur of motion, struck the assailant with a heavy punch, knocking him out cold.

“I knew this was a test,” Xyron muttered.

From the shadows of the room, a man in a black mask and a crisp white t-shirt stepped out, clapping slowly.

It was Mr.

X.

“As expected of an S-Rank.

Let’s talk.” He gestured to the sofa.

Xyron sat down, his hand still gripping the stolen dagger.

“Why do you trust me to come alone?

I could have brought the Chairman or my entire army.” Mr.

X laughed.

“I have no soul energy, Xyron.

I am a normal human.

My power is my mind.

I knew you were adopted, and I knew you would react to the reporter’s death.

I also know that if you brought your army, I’d target Maki.

You wouldn’t risk her life.” Xyron’s eyes widened as he looked behind the sofa.

There lay the bodies of his Shadow Guardians—the ones Maki had sent to follow him.

“You killed them?” “Your sister sent them,” Mr.

X replied calmly.

“They are dead.

But I am a man of my word.” He clapped his hands once, and the Guardians stood up, alive and confused.

He clapped a second time, and the Guardians’ memories of the last few minutes were wiped clean; they immediately vanished, heading back toward Maki.

“Now,” Mr.

X said, “do you join the Titans?” “I have one condition,” Xyron said, his voice hard as iron.

Editor’s Comment: The level of control Mr.

X has is terrifying.

He can manipulate death and memory as easily as breathing.

By showing Xyron that he can resurrect his Guardians and erase their memories, he’s essentially saying, “I control the narrative.” Xyron is in a corner, and with Maki’s protection potentially compromised, he has very little room to maneuver.

What could that one condition be?

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