Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 689

Chapter 689: Julie de Beaufort

"They have the support of Forgotten Suns. If things get bad, they can call for reinforcements."

Nyxtharion’s eyes narrowed slightly. "You know Layla and the others don’t like the Forgotten Suns. They won’t ask for help until the very last moment."

Jack didn’t answer immediately. He gave a half-shrug, flagging down a passing server.

"A drink," he said, before leaning back again.

While the drink was being prepared, he found Nyxtharion still watching him.

"What do you want me to do then?" Jack asked. "Last time I barely escaped from Earth. I’m not going back there. It will be just another fight with her."

"Jack—"

"I’m not going back, Nyxtharion."

The dragon’s tone dropped slightly. "Amelia knows your history with Layla. She wouldn’t have contacted you unless it was urgent."

"..."

"Jack, you should return."

Jack took the drink when it arrived and stared into the glass for a long moment.

He didn’t say yes, but he didn’t repeat his refusal either.

...

Morrigan’s POV

Planet Olyndra

The streets were crowded, though the faces were all human.

Still, this wasn’t Earth.

The people here were of a different branch of humanity. Their mannerisms and style were distinct from what she had grown up around in this life.

Morrigan walked beside Percival, both of them keeping a steady pace.

Their boots tapped against the street as they passed small market stalls and rows of weathered buildings.

"Is Julie really here?" Morrigan asked without turning her head.

"She should be," Percival said. "But honestly... tracking her is never straightforward. We’ve been at this for fifteen thousand years, Morrigan. I wouldn’t be surprised if we failed again—"

He stopped talking when her sharp look cut his words short.

He gave a faint, bitter chuckle instead.

They eventually reached the shoreline.

Waves rolled against the pale sand, and gull-like birds circled above.

Somewhere ahead, their target—Julie de Beaufort—was supposed to be.

Morrigan suddenly stiffened.

She caught Percival’s arm and spoke in a low voice. "Don’t move."

"What do you—"

He stopped when a man walked past them.

Percival only caught him from the corner of his eye, but the moment he did, every muscle in his body locked up.

His breathing stilled on instinct.

Morrigan was the same.

She remained frozen, and unmoving.

Her gaze was fixed forward as the man continued down the path.

He didn’t spare them a glance, stepping onto the beach and vanishing into the sparse crowd there.

Only when he was gone did they breathe again.

Percival turned to her. His expression was full of nervousness.

His thoughts were practically shouting in her head.

’Why is Professor Daniel here? No... is that even Professor Daniel? Just being near him—’

’It’s not him,’ Morrigan answered in his mind.

She kept her eyes on the beach where the man had gone.

’That’s Veydran. The Leader of the Eternals.’

Percival’s mental voice spiked with alarm.

’What is he doing here? He should be—’

His thought cut off. They both knew it didn’t matter where he should be. What mattered was that he was here.

Morrigan’s gaze didn’t waver.

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