After solving Emma's problem and checking the evacuation site, Keith took Dianella back to the guild office. There was nothing they could do there since Radmilo had not been proven to have anything to do with the dungeon murder case.
"I'll be going home after picking up the things I left at the office," Dianella said, stretching her arms. She was so exhausted that it felt like she had run a marathon.
Keith nodded. "I want to do something. You can go ahead."
He headed to the storeroom where he stored his equipment. The sight of his sword lying on the shelf made him nostalgic. He grabbed the sword and pulled it out from its slot.
His sword was a product of the great blacksmith. When he awakened and received the sword, Keith had sworn to protect his country. He carried out his duties without a hitch since he always developed his power.
Those monsters were nothing to Keith. He could find a way to get rid of them. However, Keith had no experience with a killer. He was worried there would be more killers after this. He did not know how many or when they would attack again. That was why he needed to hone his skills.
"Leave the case to the detectives. They'll solve the case. A hunter like you wasn't built to solve such cases."
Keith looked back to find that Dianella was leaning against the door, looking at him with concern. There was no need for her to worry about him; he could take care of himself.
"I cannot. The incident at Broken Hill was enough to make me feel guilty. I couldn't save everyone. Because of that, I don't want the killer to run around and kill more people." Keith said seriously.
Dianella took a deep breath. "I understand how you feel, but it's not your fault. I think we were all wrong for trusting the IRO too much. Didn't they say the gates on Broken Hill would explode in ten years? Turns out their predictions were wrong."
"Yeah, but maybe the IRO will try to use us or someone else as scapegoats. After all, their predictions have never been wrong so far."
"Maybe. But even if that's what they're planning, they can't hide behind their lies forever. Let's stop talking about this. Do you want to go home with me? I'm leaving because I've got my stuff."
"Thank you, but I'll stay at the guild office. I need to find out more about the killer."
"If you aren't careful, something bad might happen to you. You should leave it to the cops and detectives," Dianella told firmly as she walked through the exit.
Keith was alone in the storeroom again. His sister's words were true. Maybe something bad would happen to him since he did not know how strong the killer was. However, he was a person who would do anything for what he called justice.
"I need to find a clue about the killer soon," Keith murmured to himself as he closed the door.
***
The next morning at the evacuation site, some people had recovered from their shock. They talked about the IRO's prediction of the gate explosion. The wrong predictions made them spill harsh words.
"IRO is the only organization we have that can predict the gates explosion. We'll fall into chaos if they don't do that," one man said.
"But we can't just rely on them. Our defenses need to be strengthened. We need to search for safe places to live!" another said.
"There's no rush! We have to wait for news from the government. After all, this is the first time the IRO's predictions have gone wrong. It's possible that their other predictions were right."
"No one knows if the IRO's predictions are correct. Why not make preparations for an emergency, anyway?"
Another man replied. "Because we can only trust the IRO for gates problem. We should still wait for instructions here."
"Are you a buzzer? How much did the IRO pay you? Their false predictions cost our family and friends' death. I won't defend them anymore after what happened."
"I agree. We even have to pay monthly for the services provided by the IRO. However, we end up getting garbage services."
Radmilo heard the commotion while stretching his body. He was pleased with people's negative feedback regarding the IRO. When he saw the angry expressions on everyone's faces, Radmilo hold back laughter.
'People forget IRO's contribution to the world all this time just because they made a wrong prediction once. It happened as I wanted. I have to destroy public opinion about the IRO.'
Radmilo smiled, his brain reviewing the many ways to destroy the IRO's image in the public eye. When he was done with his stretch, Joshua and Hannah came over to him.
"What's up? I hope last night's event didn't bother you," Joshua was the first to speak.
Radmilo shook his head. "No, it doesn't bother me. I understand why Mrs. Emma is behaving that way. In the end, she went home peacefully, right?"
"I'm glad to hear that." Joshua looked hesitant to continue his words. However, he had no choice but to say it. "My dad gave me a new shop in Adelaide city. Would you like to help me clean up the shop?"
Radmilo looked at Joshua for a moment. Finally, he nodded. "Sure."
Right after saying that, a notification window popped up. It was the quest notification that Radmilo had been waiting for since returning to the past.
[Monthly Quest has arrived!]
[25 quests have been sent for you]
Radmilo took a deep breath. This would be the perfect opportunity to gain experience points and test his body.