Chapter 300
Delmont laughed. âDonât you worry. Even without you, I wouldn't dare slack off when it comes to
the heiress of Skyspringâs Tinsleys.â
Kayson chortled before he ended the call.
Shaun could not help asking, âKayson, who were you talking to on the phone just now?â
Northspringâs most established family-the Hamiltons!
The mention of their name was already shocking to Shaun.
Kayson answered, âMr. Delmont Hamilton.â
âHeavenly Sword Delmont Hamilton? Isn't he dead?â Ren gasped.
"He faked his death,â Kayson replied.Shaun was thoroughly flabbergasted. He was not scared of the
Hamiltons. After all, he was already not intimidated by the Osborns. But as a local, he was well aware
of how powerful the Hamiltons were locally!lt would not be an exaggeration to say that Kayson
could do whatever he wanted in Northspring just because of the Hamiltons. âFaked his death, huh...
What a grand escape for Delmont Hamilton!â Ren seemed to figure it out in an instant. âBut isn't he
afraid of practitioners going to him and asking about the Heavenly Swordsmanship when he
reappears?â Kayson smiled cryptically. âMr. Hamilton Sr. must have his own plan. Let's just wait.â By
3:00 p.m. in the afternoon, Campian arrived at the company with sufficient energy traces and asked,
âMr. Yarde, will these be enough?â Kayson took a glance and estimated. âShould be okay if he's still
in Northspring.â There was also a young, petite girl with Campian. She had big eyes and a doll-like
face, and she commented in shock, âCaptain, you must've been lied to. What could this do? I think
it'd be better to just go to the Hamiltons and ask to borrow their compass.â Kayson looked at her
and smiled. âThey lost that compass. You wouldn't be able to borrow it even if you went to see
them.â The girl scoffed. âHow would you know? You're not a Hamilton!â âI know Mr. Hamilton
Sr."The girl widened her eyes. âYou can really bluff, huh! Mr. Hamilton Sr. has been dead foryears!â
Campian looked confused as well while Kayson asked with a smile, âCaptain Wolke, have you
heard of Trektus?â âMr. Yarde, do you know the art?â Campian was both shocked and immensely
delighted. The girl's face was filled with disbelief as well. âDo you practice philosophy?"âI come from
a nondescript background.â Kayson shook his head,He then pulled out a blank piece of paper and
scribbled on it before lighting it up using Jesse's traces of energy. The paper burned slowly, the
smoke only as thin as a strand of hair while it drifted and floated in a particular direction,
Campian was thrilled. âII's really Trektus!"The girl who had come with him was amazed as well, as
she had not expected to witness a technique of the philosophical branch of practice.kayson got up
and said, âUncle Shaun, i'll leave with Captain Wolke." won't hold you guys back then. Mr. Shorrock
is a master-level fighter, so let him go with you!â Shaun suggested quickly.Ayson and Campian did
not say no, so the group departed, following the wisp of smoke as kayson held the burning paper
and led the way.Campianâs gaze was a little thoughtful. It would be a huge feat if he caught Jesse,
but he was not as good as the criminal. He had to inform Shien in order to capture the man.