The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 649: Chapter 57: The Choice of Continuation_2

Brian asked.

"Just water is fine.”

Jason answered and then, without any hesitation, sat down on the sofa.

When Brian handed him the glass of water, Jason took a sip and then got straight to the point.

"I have something I need to ask you all.”

"What do you think about what’s happening right now?”

"Or perhaps… what are your thoughts on your future lives?”

Jason was very aware that the three people before him were all ‘retirees’.

Therefore, Jason could not be certain whether the three were willing to accept the legacy of ‘Silver’s Glory’.

That’s right!

While thinking about how to continue the legacy of ‘Silver’s Glory’, the first people Jason thought of were John, Brian, and McCaul.

As for randomly picking someone on ‘Memory Lane’ to pass on the legacy to?@@novelbin@@

Don’t joke.

Jason’s personality made it impossible for him to do such an absurd thing.

But what Jason was even more aware of was what would happen after accepting the legacy of ‘Silver’s Glory’.

Some things are simply ‘trouble magnets’.

Including but not limited to unexpected wealth, immense fame, and so on.

And the legacy of ‘Silver’s Glory’ involves both, and goes far beyond them.

Because ‘Silver’s Glory’ has long been rooted in this world’s ‘Mystical Side’.

It’s on par with ‘Copper’s Resilience’, ‘Golden Wind’, and ‘Undying Diamond’.

This has destined that inheriting it will bring in a myriad of troubles.

Don’t expect that I can learn it, hide, and that will solve everything.

There’s no such good thing in the world!

It’s just like there being no such thing as enjoying rights without shouldering responsibilities.

Even if there were such good things, they are doomed to be temporary, and when a certain point in time comes, everyone must pay back double, principal and interest included. 𝙍àΝỌＢЕș

Moreover, a more important point is that troubles, the more you avoid them, the more unpredictable they will be.

They may even intensify.

Of this, Jason, who lived in the ‘Nightless City’, had a deep understanding.

He had seen how so-called ‘retirees’ carelessly got involved in troubles, and ended up with tragic outcomes.

Therefore, he wanted to ask John and the others face-to-face.

John, Brian, and McCaul looked at each other.

"What happened?”

John asked on behalf of the two.

"I unexpectedly inherited ‘Silver’s Glory’. I’ve roughly gone through it, and this legacy includes all the basics and some advanced parts.”

"Are you interested?”

Jason explained in detail.

From the perspective of a friend, a comrade in arms, he absolutely didn’t want the three to run into any trouble.

But John, Brian, and McCaul were startled.

They were no longer ignorant of the ‘Mystical Side’.

After the ‘Edward incident’, they had a deep understanding of the strength and Bizarreness of the ‘Mystical Side’.

Their thoughts on the ‘Mystical Side’ were unprecedentedly unanimous: respect it but keep a distance.

They did not want to involve their families because of their own entanglements.

But that was before the ‘Sabie Aliens’ appeared!

When the foreign invaders appeared, the thoughts of John and the others began to change.

They needed more powerful Strength to protect themselves, their families, and friends.

Based on what they already had, the ‘Mystical Side’ was naturally the first choice.

However, coming into contact with the ‘Mystical Side’ and tapping into its knowledge were two completely different concepts; they were well aware of the value of ‘knowledge’ in the ‘Mystical Side’.

So when John began to equip the ‘safe house’ with modern weapons, McCaul used his own channels to search for ‘Mystical Side’ knowledge.

They didn’t ask Jason.

Nor would they inquire with Delbon.

It wasn’t about pride or self-esteem.

It was simply that they knew that every organization in the ‘Mystical Side’ has its own rules.

Simply put, they didn’t want to put their friend Jason in a difficult position.

And as for Delbon?

They simply thought him unreliable.

A ‘person of the Mystical Side’ who was frightened by three swords and shields, a 107mm Type 95 single tube rocket launcher, a squadron of 20 drones, and a self-propelled howitzer was really not reassuring for the three of them.

However, thanks to Delbon’s loose lips, John and the others were aware of ‘Silver’s Glory’ and understood what ‘Silver’s Glory’ represented.

So, they looked surprised.

"Do we need to take any responsibilities?”

McCaul was the first to ask. As soon as the words left his mouth, the detective realized the impropriety of his question and began to clarify, “Besides dealing with the trouble that ‘Silver’s Glory’ brings, do we need to make any additional contributions?”

"The person who entrusted this inheritance to me wanted me, or through me, to pass it on to others and keep it going, without mentioning any extra contributions.”

"Besides, Koda has assured that the other party is trustworthy.”

Jason understood McCaul’s concerns and immediately explained.

With the old instructor’s assurance, McCaul promptly nodded and looked towards Brian and John.

Compared to the unreliable Delbon, the old instructor was undoubtedly much more reliable.

Whether in physique or in the style of conducting oneself.

"My age?”

Brian said with a wry smile.

"Age is not the key factor, although most ‘Mystical Side’ organizations traditionally train their members from a young age because they need each member to have not only excellent physical fitness but also the corresponding ideology and… loyalty.”

"And Brian, your physical fitness is strong enough, John, McCaul, you too.”

"Even, in a certain sense, you represent the limit of what ordinary people can achieve.”

Jason spoke truthfully.

This was not meant as mere consolation.

In Jason’s view, John, Brian, McCaul each had different strengths, but their physical fitness and skills really had reached the limits of ordinary people, some even exceeding them.

If the three were to come into contact with the knowledge of the ‘Mystical Side’?

Jason was very much looking forward to such a scenario.

"When do we start?”

John asked.

Unlike Brian and McCaul’s concerns,

The indifferent John simply trusted that Jason wouldn’t harm him.

His thinking was straightforward: since Jason had spoken up, then Jason must have weighed it out. There might be some drawbacks, but it certainly wouldn’t be fatal.

And that was enough for John.

"Once I’ve translated it,”

Jason replied with a smile at John, pulling out the notebook given by ‘Leviah’ and opening it in front of the three of them.

John’s and the others’ gazes focused on it; the text was written entirely in Dufol Language, which to the three of them, who had never come into contact with it, might as well have been hieroglyphics.

Yet looking at the text, the three could distinctly feel a faint allure.

"Is this the script of the ‘Mystical Side’?”

"Very… um, intricate,”

McCaul said after a pause.

"More complex than I imagined.”

"But the font is quite beautiful, it has a sort of exotic cursive feel to it.”

Brian commented.

"Cursive doesn’t hold any special power.”

"Which one is my room?”

Jason asked with a smile.

Although this wasn’t his first time coming to the suburban safe house, he genuinely didn’t know where his room was.

"Follow me,”

John gave Daisy’s head a gentle pat and stood up from the sofa to head downstairs.

The safe house was divided into two main parts.

The ground level was the activity area.

The level below was the living area.

And deeper still was the refuge area.

"Jason, this is your room, the living supplies are newly replaced, and I’ve moved everything from your apartment in Block 3A here, arranged just as it was before,”

John said, pointing to the second-to-last room at the end of the corridor.

"Thank you,”

Jason expressed his gratitude for John’s thoughtfulness.

A smile crossed John’s face, he pointed upwards, then turned and left.

There was still the matter of weapons he needed to attend to.

Especially after joining the study plan, John felt all the more the insufficiency of time.

Jason watched John leave before pushing the door open to enter.

Everything was just as John had described, the same as it had been in his apartment in Block 3A.

After closing the door behind him, Jason took out the notebook, and just as he was preparing to head to the desk, a knock suddenly sounded at the door—

Thump, thump-thump!

Outside the door stood Kemi, dressed in a pale yellow long skirt, with her hair fluffy, cheeks slightly flushed, standing there shyly and nervously.