During the break, Tristan went to a secluded place in the school, and quickly typed in the number.
Upon pressing the call button, he waited for the answer
[Stephenson, here]
"Ah, Mr. Justin, thank goodness..."
[What's wrong?]
"I don't know how or why, sir but... A blood breed appeared in my class"
Noble beings cloaked in wings of red, that was how the historical books have stated them. Monsters often spoken in popular folklore. Also known as vampires. Following some research, it has been discovered that they are actually real. But up until now in recent times, they can't be detected by any optical instruments or sensors.
[What?! Did you really check for it?]
"My eyes saw her aura was crimson, but something was weird about her..."
[How?]
"She doesn't have the characteristics of a Blood Breed"
[Huh? Explain it more, I'm getting confused]
"First I checked her, she has a reflection, and also her eyes aren't red and she seemed to have no fangs either"
[....] Justin remained quiet as if in thought [All right, this really is one rare case if she doesn't have the characteristics of a Blood Breed]
"...."
[For now, observe her, I'll confirm with Charles on what to do, if she may cause a havoc if she go on a rampage]
"Understood..."
After ending the call, Tristan leaned upon the wall while slowly sitting to the ground.
"HAAAAA...." He let out a deep sigh while holding his head in distress "It's one after the other... Why now... for a Blood Breed to appear..."
After a nerve-racking day, the classes was over, as Tristan walked towards the gate.
He noticed a brown skinned punk clad in a white leather jacket, and had a tobacco on his mouth, while leaning on a Moped.
The punk was already garnering attention on him, and Tristan knowing who it was made an annoyed face as he approached the man.
"Uh... Ralph, what are you doing here?"
The young man known by the name Ralph Granger was a famous among trouble makers in Helheim City, while a former Gang Leader, he now works in the DESTINY as a Blood Hunter under Charles.
"Hah?! What am I doing here? Chief asked me to haul your ass to the office, now that you're here"
He tossed the key of the moped to Tristan. "You drive"
Cruising through the highway leading towards the City Central, Tristan lightly squeezed the gas of the Moped and stabilized at 20 kph, Ralph leisurely sipped on his tobacco while enjoying the ride.
"Hey, I heard you got a new classmate?"
"Hah? Ah, yeah."
"Is she a beauty? I bet she is."
"Why are you even interested? She's way too young for you, you lolicon bastard"
Ralph grabbed Tristan's head and started shaking it back and forth, as a side effect, their moped swerved left to right.
"Who's a lolicon? Hah! Age is just a number! That girl would probably be happy to date me!!"
"Hey, Hey, Hey!! You idiot!! Are you trying to get us killed! Think for a second, if we suddenly got run over by a car, it's totally your fault!!"
"You're the one drivin dumbass!!"
"And who's shaking me!? If we die! I'm totally cursing you!!"
After that eventful drive towards the office, Tristan and Ralph had arrived to the elevator directly leading to the top floor location of DESTINY's office.
Tristan opened the oaken double doors, what appeared in their eyes was a large spacious office with large paned glass windows overlooking the City Central, a small library upon the far wall, and a luxurious sofa set.
A man with a large build known as the Leader of the Secret Society, DESTINY, Charles von Kreutzer, was quietly holding a small tin pail watering the plants near the Office Window.
Without wasting a moment, Ralph ran inside the office.
"Prepare to meet your maker!! CHIEF!!!"
He ran in and jumped to assault the defenseless Chief, but Charles quickly countered by grabbing the neck of Ralph's shirt followed by forcing him into a back breaker with his knee.
Ralph quickly turned limp and collapsed on the ground.
"You never gave up, do you...?" Tristan asked...
After that unceremonious start, Charles turned back to Tristan with a greeting.
"Hey. Care for a cup of tea, Tristan?"
After seating on the sofa, a young woman in her early 20s wearing a maid uniform, approached Tristan with a tray and a cup of tea.
"Ah, Thank you, Ms. Anna"
A few moments later, a beautiful Young Woman entered the office through the window, and she had perfectly landed on the supposed corpse of Ralph. The young woman was from the Intelligence division of DESTINY, Ookami Mio.
From the back door of the room, an attractive man in his 30s with a scar on his cheek entered the office, it was Justin Stephenson, the second in command of DESTINY.
"Mr. Justin, I got what you asked" Mio had a parchment and handed it over to Justin.
"Oh, Thanks Mio"
Justin received the parchment and quickly read through the contents of the document.
"I see..."
After confirming it, Justin walked towards Tristan and gave the documents to him. Tristan saw the contents and couldn't hold back his surprise.
"Mr. Justin! This...!"
"Yeah, it's a background check related to Luna Lumineux"
According to the documents, the girl had led a normal life, she had been anemic and has to take blood transfusion periodically, until a year ago, she started exhibiting mysterious abilities.
"Wait... This doesn't tell me why she had a crimson aura"
"Did you really read it?" Justin asked "A mysterious ability surfaced on her, it's possible that she's a half breed, so for now, I want you to act as an observer"
Tristan let out a exhausted sigh, as expected, when living upon this supernatural city, the trouble never ends with just one.
Having gone back into his feet, Ralph took a look upon the documents that Tristan was holding, upon laying his eye on the picture of the Luna, he was unusually giddy
"Oh, Mr. Justin, if you want, I could babysit the chick"
Tristan quickly smacked his palm on Ralph's face in an attempt to stop him.
"No, I'll do it, I have a feeling more danger is going to descend on the girl with you around"
"What's that supposed to mean, you brat!"
"I'm saying that a hoodlum like you isn't fit for shadowing someone like her!"
"And you'll just end up like a creepy stalker!"
Unable to take their irritation upon one another, they started their own wrestling match on the office floor while forcefully gripping each other's cheek.
"I'll take you on, damn it!!"
"Haha!! You think you've got what it takes, brat?"
"AHHH!!! HELP, HELP!!"
"HAHAHAHAHA! Your screams are the best!"
Having their own world of brawling match, Justin cleared his throat.
"Ah"
With a refreshing smile, Justin kindly asked the two. "Would you two knock it off, already"
Having felt the chill of his unusual kindness, both of them backed off in cold sweat and fear for their lives.
"Wh-What was that – That breezy smile he just flashed?" Tristan whispered a question, in which
"The closer he gets to his limits the nicer he becomes" Ralph immediately replied with a whisper.
After a few more peaceful arguments, it was decided that Tristan would be the observer.