Chapter 63

The Driver shot up, surprised. The Carriage raced against the wind as it sped through the dirt road
towards the city.

"Tell Raka, That I'll meet him soon in the Academy"

Marcus relaxed himself back on the soft cushion and closed his eyes for a moment.

His eyes seemed to burn because of the sun hitting on the. through the window.

Well the thing that mattered now was...How the hell did he find about the driver??. The Driver was
sweating. How'd he manage to find it out???, The Driver's thoughts were madly dancing inside his
head as the carriage picked up speed.

They were finally on the concrete paved road when a familiar someone spoke inside his mind (Driver's)

"It was easy old man, Don't worry. I am not going to do anything to you"

It was Marcus's voice. The driver turned to look through the opening. But he was sleeping on the
cushion.

"I'm speaking inside your mind..So focus on the road, I don't want any accidents."

The driver jumped in awe and did like his mysterious passenger said. It was true that he was a spy who
worked for Raka Riles, his master. Even his appearance was just a facade which masked his true
young form of a 24 year old man who worked under Raka as an apprentice.

But his looks were more than perfect that even an appraisal skill would fail its job. But the man 1 meter
behind him had already found who his master was, so there was no doubt that he would have already
found out who he was.



The Voice returned yet again when the Capital Circle appeared around the corner.

"So about how I figured your mask"

Marcus paused and nodded. His mouth was still but his mind wasn't. It was connected to the man in
front of him in the driver compartment.

"It was you who dropped the gift today morning, My Familar sensed your scent when you arrived
again..wasn't it??."

There was no reply from the other end so Marcus continued.

"Just think about your answer dude, I can hear them too"

Driver ~ "Yes...Yes it was me"

"Haha..I know right...Sean"

The second wave of chill and fright vibrated through his spine as Sean, the driver trembled.

"What...What're you..going to do to me?"

"Oh..Now that's what I've been waiting for...the fun part...KEKEKEKEKEKKEKEK"

Even his thoughts were menacing enough to frighten Sean.

Sean gripped the ropes and prayed for a safe return. His body went stiff when he heard the voice
continue.

"I AM GOING TO KI...do nothing bruv"

Marcus stopped.



"Eh?"

"Yea..I don't have anything against you or your Master"

Marcus paused and saw the driver tremble and nod.

"And It's awesome when you know that someone's looking after you...ya know"

He opened his eyes and looked up at the black sheet.

"It's Simple Sean, No Harm Done, No Harm Returned ... Tell your Master that I'll get in touch with him
soon ... Tell him not to pry too much"

"O..Okay sir"

"Ah, Now focus on the path"

....

The Carriage drew close to the entry point to the Arena. Marcus saw the glorious scene happening
outside through the window pane.

Literally the whole city had come together for his battle with Gabriel Richard. Hundreds if not in
thousands, lined up neatly but at the same time bustled against each other to get the ticket first at the
counter. No, Counters!!!.

He hadn't noticed it before, but there were multiple counters set up in the front. It was just one big ticket
counter two years ago. But Marcus was impressed, this was way more better than the old system.

The tickets could be now easily divided amongst the counters and then delivered to the bustling crowd.
Good thinking indeed.



But even though the set up was nice, there was no way the counters were free. The Officials were
struggling to keep their pace with the crowd as people brushed against themselves and the counter to
get a ticket.

And just like always the Unique ranked Revokers were controlling the over crowded counters, but he
saw them struggle this time. They were able to control 2 counters, but the rest of the 5 were in serious
trouble.

Marcus shook his head and got put of the carriage after his dad.

"Father, wait here, let me clean up this mess"

Marcus said as he patted his father's chest and left him with the carriage.

As he made his way around the carriage, he shot a menacing glance towards the disguised driver and
Winked with a grin.

Sean bowed down as if apologizing and denied the payment Albert pushed into the compartment.

"No, No sir.. I won't accept this.. Please keep it to yourself.. It's just a ... a ... (YEAH) surprise free ride
from my side."

Sean shook his hands in the air and grabbed the ropes.

"Oh ... That's nice ..."

Albert mumbled to himself as he looked at the carriage speed down the road.

"Free Beer Tonight, Baby ... KIKIKIKIKIKIKIKI"

Albert drooled comically.



&123;Now you know where it came from, Lol ;)&125;

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Marcus on the other side walked up to the bustling counter lines and examined them.

Two of them were controlled and people on those two lines were free and were moving comfortably.

But what troubled him was the 5 counters in front of him. They were a bit too crowded and the people
might break into a fight or two if this kept on going.

Marcus took a step back and sized up the five bustling counters. He stretched his limbs and cracked
his fingers.

*Zap*

With a flash, he was behind the counters. He pulled the door and entered the counter. The officials
being busy inside shifted to look at him and perched their eyebrows.

"I can help"

Marcus said.

The words he speaker were magic to their ears as two of them rushed to him and handed him with
tickets.

"We don't know anything about you, but if you can help, then please do, Its 30 silver coins for one ticket
and this roll has ten thousand plus tickets which is enough for 2 counters."

"Ah, Okay"



"Take this compressor and do it as fast as you can"

The other official handed Marcus a small black metal box with different type of transparent lights in it.

"The payee only has to put the money on top and it gets stored in it"

Marcus nodded excitedly and saluted the officials in front of him. It was his first time doing a job like
this. No, it was the first time he was ever 'DOING' a job.

"Yes Sir, Marcus G Orno to the rescue"

Were the words they heard as he bolted out through the door.

The Officials paused and looked at each other in sync. One readied his specs and the other one
narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Wait...."

The spectacled official started.

"Did he just say he was Marcus??"

the other one added.

They rushed In unison at their table and looked at the fixture. Both of their eyes widened in sync. The
name on the fixture was just what they heard now from the mysterious boy to whom they handed over
the tickets.

And within a span of 15 seconds...

2 counters were cleared.



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