Chapter 191: Chapter 191 - Merciless Hunt
News of Conrad Schroeder emerging from seclusion raced through Chuzzle like wildfire!
Every aristocratic family quickly caught wind of this development!
Almost immediately, fear gripped the entire region; those harboring grudges against the Schroeder family fled Chuzzle without hesitation!
Yet some remained in the shadows, observing the unfolding drama with keen interest.
"Conrad Schroeder’s out of seclusion; word has it he’s reached the Grandmaster Realm!"
"Tsk, tsk, tough luck for Mason Raymond!"
"Honestly, Mason Raymond bolted at the perfect moment!"
Before long, all prominent Chuzzle families arrived at the Schroeder estate bearing gifts to congratulate Conrad Schroeder!
Beyond the Schroeder clan, several other martial arts aristocratic families held considerable influence in Chuzzle.
Though not matching the Schroeder family’s might, these families still ranked among Chuzzle’s elite.
Previously, these families could have united to challenge the Schroeder family’s dominance.
Now with Conrad Schroeder attaining Grandmaster status, any hope of resistance vanished completely.
Everyone bowed in submission and pledged their loyalty.
"Sir Schroeder, congratulations on reaching the Grandmaster Realm!" The Franco family patriarch bent deeply at the waist, his face radiating respect.
"Having Sir Schroeder in Chuzzle truly blesses our region!" The Meyer family arrived in full force to pay their respects.
"Sir Schroeder stands as our generation’s guiding light; we pledge to follow the Schroeder family through thick and thin!"
Observing these families—once secret competitors now bowing submissively—Conrad Schroeder allowed a slight smile to cross his lips.
"I appreciate your stewardship during my three years of seclusion," Conrad Schroeder remarked casually.
"Having broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, I declare today a day of amnesty across the land."
"All past grievances are wiped clean from this moment forward."
Hearing Conrad Schroeder’s pronouncement, everyone released audible sighs of relief.
"Sir Schroeder truly stands unmatched in Chuzzle; his generosity exceeds all comparison!" The gathered crowd uniformly cupped their hands in reverent praise.
But at that precise moment, Conrad Schroeder’s tone suddenly hardened.
He cast an icy glare across the assembly and declared harshly, "I can forgive all past transgressions, but regarding my son’s grave injuries... his death will not go unpunished!"
As these words fell, violent tremors ran through the crowd!
A terrifying wave of murderous intent swept across the entire room!
"We humbly offer our services to assist Sir Schroeder!" someone desperately called out.
Others quickly followed suit, their voices joining in unified shouting!
That day, it seemed every family in Chuzzle had united under a single banner!
In the battle zone, Jasper Thompson’s expression turned grim.
"Conrad Schroeder has left seclusion," Jasper Thompson stated solemnly.
Nearby, Commander Gordon furrowed his brow and added, "Thankfully, Mason Raymond escaped just in time; otherwise, this situation would have been catastrophic."
Jasper Thompson gave a slight nod and said, "Indeed, had he delayed even slightly, he likely wouldn’t have made it out."
"I’ve heard Conrad Schroeder has made his intentions clear—if Mason Raymond remains unfound, he’ll target his associates," Commander Gordon remarked, his forehead creased with worry.
Jasper Thompson remained silent.
On this matter, he truly had no solutions to offer.
...
At the Blake family estate.
Sawyer Blake felt an unsettling disquiet growing within him.
News of Conrad Schroeder’s emergence from seclusion had blanketed Chuzzle, accompanied by successive ruthless threats.
For Sawyer Blake, this development spelled nothing but trouble.
"We’ve already cut ties with Mason Raymond; surely Conrad Schroeder will leave us alone," Sawyer Blake silently reassured himself.
Just then.
A shadow flickered briefly outside.
Already on high alert, Sawyer Blake instantly tensed!
"Who’s there?!" Sawyer Blake rushed to the door and shouted.
The doorway stood empty.
Sawyer Blake wiped sweat from his brow and muttered, "Perhaps my eyes are playing tricks? I must be overly anxious."
However, upon turning around, Sawyer Blake discovered Conrad Schroeder sitting calmly on the sofa, sipping tea.
Sawyer Blake’s expression transformed dramatically!
Taking a deep breath to suppress his terror, he spoke respectfully: "Sir Schroeder, what brings you to our home?"
Conrad Schroeder glanced at Sawyer Blake and replied indifferently, "Why wouldn’t I come?"
Sawyer Blake hastily shook his head and stammered, "No... no, I didn’t mean it that way. Your presence honors our humble home..."
Conrad Schroeder took another sip of tea, fixed his gaze on Sawyer Blake, and stated calmly: "I understand your Blake family maintains close ties with Mason Raymond."
"Damn it, the worst-case scenario is unfolding!"
Sawyer Blake’s knees nearly buckled beneath him!
"Sir Schroeder... these are merely rumors. Our Blake family has absolutely no connection to Mason Raymond..." Sawyer Blake quickly protested.
"Really? I’ve heard your son maintains quite a friendship with Mason Raymond," Sir Schroeder remarked with a slight smile.
Sawyer Blake’s face drained of color as he exclaimed anxiously, "Sir Schroeder, these accusations lack foundation, someone must be attempting to frame us!"
"Unfounded accusations?" Sir Schroeder narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly raised his palm, conjuring a massive spectral hand that seized Sawyer Blake by the throat!
"Surrender your son," Conrad Schroeder demanded impassively.
Sawyer Blake struggled in agony, barely managing to force out words: "Sir Schroeder... my son has no involvement in this matter...."
"Hmm?" Conrad Schroeder narrowed his eyes further. "Do you believe I cannot find him without your cooperation?"
Sawyer Blake’s face turned purple, resembling pig liver, as he verged on suffocation!
"Release my father!" Suddenly, Blair Blake charged into the room!
He glared fiercely at Conrad Schroeder and spoke through gritted teeth, "If you have grievances, address them with me; leave my father out of this!"
Conrad Schroeder squinted and sneered, "So you’re Blair Blake? Where is Mason Raymond?"
"I don’t know," Blair Blake replied after a deep breath.
"Don’t know?" Conrad Schroeder raised his eyebrows, tightening his grip!
"Let go of my dad!" Blair Blake roared furiously, activated his Inner Strength, and launched himself at Conrad Schroeder!
"Overestimating yourself." Conrad Schroeder snorted coldly. With a casual flick of his fingers, a beam of light sent Blair Blake flying across the room!
"Son!" Sawyer Blake rushed madly toward Blair.
He cradled his son tightly, tears streaming down his face.
"Don’t worry, death isn’t coming for him; at worst, he’ll remain in a vegetative state," Conrad Schroeder remarked nonchalantly.
Sawyer Blake’s face instantly paled.
Rather than retaliating, he dropped to his knees and painfully uttered, "Thank you... thank you, Sir Schroeder, for sparing his life..."
Conrad Schroeder snorted coldly, his figure blurred, and he strode away.
From that day forward, everyone connected to Mason Raymond faced ruthless oppression.
Even Jack Schultz lost his position because of these connections!
"Family Head, we still can’t locate Mason Raymond. He’s fled abroad, and we simply can’t track him down," Uncle Leonardo reported with a frown.
Conrad Schroeder snorted coldly, "Accompany me to River City. As long as he remains hidden, I’ll kill one person daily. Let’s see how long he can stay concealed!"
"Understood, Family Head!" Uncle Leonardo quickly nodded.
...
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Nearby, Nate and Matias Howe carefully studied the Marrow Generating Pills as well.
