Playing With Other Supernaturals Chapter 999 Running Around part 2

Chapter 999 Running Around part 2

“Ma’am, we’ve confirmed that he left his room and moved towards the entertainment area.” one of Stralit’s subordinates reported.

Within the wide control room that monitored almost everything that’s happening regarding the war, a small portion of it was dedicated to Kisuke’s surveillance.

While her main focus was the ongoing conflict, Stralit gave a quick glance at the corner before saying, “Do not engage and just keep watching.”

“Do we inform the managers of the area?”

“No. I want to see what he can do. If he’s about to do something dangerous or get caught, we’ll step in.”

Aside from his race, Stralit didn’t actually believe anything that Kisuke said. For that to actually happen, she would need proof. In the first place, the world where he was found was too suspicious.

Stranu Nelzell is a fallen world. It became a training, repair, and transportation hub for the Evies some time ago and her older brother only went to that place to rescue the remaining inhabitants that managed to stay alive. Naturally, Kisuke wasn’t the only one that was suspected to be a spy, but only his existence was too odd.

So instead of being brought back to the backlines, he was to remain near the frontlines where it’s better equipped against sabotage while also figuring out his real identity.

Stralit initially wanted her subordinates to supervise him first, but the moment their eyes met for the very first time, her instincts immediately screamed at her that he was someone dangerous. However, up until now, she couldn’t understand why that feeling hadn’t disappeared even after numerous tests on him by the renowned doctor, Gronos, and her personal observations, ‘It’s very obvious that he’s weak and the stored energy inside his body supports that. Surprisingly, he has higher than normal Spiritual Pressure and it fluctuates strangely, but even that doesn’t really amount to anything.’

‘So where is this feeling coming from?’ Stralit could think of several possibilities. One, she’s just being overly sensitive, but she has always trusted her instincts and it helped her survive and grow stronger until now so she didn’t lean on this. Second is that if this John Smith really was an Evie spy, he’s doing really a great job at it. If it’s that, then it’s really a bad plan that doesn’t really get them anything substantial.

Third is that she’s wrong. Maybe he only has this strange aura that’s giving her a bad feeling and he’s really just a lost guy trying to find his way home. And lastly, he’s someone entirely different from what he’s portraying and is not affiliated with either the Eltouldes and Evies.

The clash she was watching settled down for a bit so Stralit peeked at the monitors that were monitoring Kisuke’s movements once again and saw that the target was not on it, “Where did he go?”

“Ah! I’m sorry ma’am. Our agents keep losing sight of him due to his very erratic pathing. But please don’t worry since we could immediately find him a few seconds later.”

“You’re losing sight of him?” Stralit asked with a surprised expression, ‘How? I know they are experts and even I would have a hard time evading their tracking.’ She approached and went closer to see and after several minutes of watching, she couldn’t help but admire his movements, ‘Is this skill or luck? How does he keep finding the only few blindspots and completely loses everyone the moment he enters the darkness? Does he know that he’s being watched?’

But after a few more minutes of watching, she attributed to the latter, ‘Maybe because he’s too small and it’s very hard to track his aura because it strangely blends in with his surroundings?’

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’20th mark, done.’ Kisuke thought while carefully planning his path, ‘I’m done in this area. Let’s move to the next one.’

Every now and then, Kisuke would leave his observers’ senses for a few seconds to leave a small mark using his Magic Power, Spiritual Power, and a bit of blood. It was nothing substantial and there was really nothing major he could do with it since anything bigger would just gather attention to it. However, with enough of them, he could use them as nodes for various formations that might prove useful. In any case, Kisuke’s immediate goal was mapping out the whole area and gathering more data that he couldn’t get if he were to go around during the daytime.

Kisuke spent two more hours running around before returning to his room.

And just like that, seven days went by. Every day, Stralit would show up and pick him up before showing him around a different part of the city, and at night, Kisuke would explore that area while leaving his marks.

Stralit carefully observed his activities and aside from looking for something, she was able to tell that he was mapping out the place, ‘He’s not with the Evies… The Evies don’t need to do this since they already have this data. If so, who is he? Is he really just simply lost? But how could he be on Stranu Nelzell? His homeworld was attacked and he woke up on that planet… How was he able to survive that place and who brought him there?’

Many questions surfaced in Stralit’s head but she could find no answer to most of them. However, she has a good guess for what he’s looking for, ‘If he’s not with the Evies, then he could only be looking for that? Shall I bring him to that place?’

The next day Stralit arrived on time again and cheerfully opened the door to [John Smith’s] room, “Hey John, I’ll bring you outside of the city today! I want to show you something amazing!”

Kisuke sighed and replied, “…How many times do I have to tell you, please knock before entering.”

But Stralit ignored his pleas and directly grabbed him before putting him on her shoulder, “You already know what time I come and you’re always ready, so let’s go!”

‘Finally.’, thought Kisuke while showing a disinterested face, ‘After tonight, it should be about time she confronts me.’

Kisuke figured that he couldn’t get her trust at all, but the kindness that she was showing him was without a doubt real. If she wanted to, she could just restrain him and torture him to get the answers that she wanted. However, she never forgot the possibility that he might really just be a pitiful guy that wanted to go home. Although not the type to feel any guilt from this, he still appreciated her actions.

‘Now then… What excuse should I use to brand her consciousness with the Teleportation Magic that Le Fay developed?’