As Aluren left the Shu Estate, it was unclear where he went, but he seemed to have disappeared. He didnât even bother taking the car he had arrived in.
On the other hand, Ryder seemed utterly oblivious about this as he was still immersed in training. Still, even if he knew that Aluren was changing locations, he wouldnât have cared since it didnât matter where Aluren went.
He had a device that was able to track Aluren and all the kings. It was given to him in the form of an app by Janus.
Now that the kings were dead, it could only show Aluren, so it didnât matter where he went or hid. He was never going to be hidden from Ryderâs view.
He believed he had the stealth, but his stealth was also being tracked, unaware to him since Ryder had a real god on his side to help him.
The day passed away like any ordinary day, but many things happened that day, unaware to the general public.
Aluren used his reach and influence to get his people to spread out all around the city and to inform them if they spotted Ryder.
He didnât use them before since he didnât believe that Ryder knew about their arrival. How could Ryder possibly know about the recently made plan, he thought. So even though he was informed that Ryder left, he didnât link it with their arrival.
If he hadnât been so confident, he might not actually be in a condition where all his kings were dead, and their strength was stolen.
Aluren also tried to find Gander but that guy has also seemed to disappear. A few people did mention that they saw Gander leaving the city.
Aluren didnât care about Gander as much as he did about Ryder, but he had decided that once he finished killing Ryder, he was going to kill Gander as well.
While Aluren spread his web all around the city in hopes of finding Ryder, Ryder was immersed in training.
He trained his strength and control. The more he used his strength, the more he realized that he needed control if he didnât want to destroy things unintentionally.
As for his skills, even though he wanted to try, he didnât since he didnât want his skills to be unable to be used when he needed to.
....
A day passed away before Ryder actually felt like he was ready to take on Aluren.
"That guy should already have known about me killing all his kings, as long as heâs not an idiot. I wonder if heâs still in the Estate like a brave man or he already went into hiding, thinking that I canât see him," Ryder muttered as he brought out his Deity Phone and used the tracker.
"So thatâs where heâs hiding. I guess he did run, thinking I canât see him."
"Thereâs a problem, though. The place heâs hiding in seems to be in the middle of a crowded place. I canât fight him openly there. Should I invite him to fight me face to face in an empty place, far away from the general public?" He wondered as he started leaving the forest.
"I can invite him, but I doubt heâd come alone. I should also challenge his manliness when inviting him to come. If I can hurt his ego, he will definitely come. In any case, itâs not like I need to actually fight him openly. I donât need to keep my word when it comes to him."
As Ryder continued leaving, he made a plan. He had decided on what to do.
As the plan was formed, he stopped walking and started flying. He went back to his car, inside which he found a notepad and a pen.
Using the two things, he started writing a letter to Aluren.
...
Aluren was sitting inside a bar, having his eyes closed as he waited for the news about Ryderâs appearance, when a man walked up to him.
Aluren sensed someone approaching him and looked back to see a bald man coming to him who seemed to be in his late sixties.
He observed the man to check if he could be Ryder in disguise, but he soon realized that this was an ordinary man. There seemed nothing strange about it.
The bald man stopped before Aluren.
"Are you Aluren?" The man asked.
"Yeah. Who are you?" Aluren inquired, frowning. He didnât understand how this man knew about him. He couldnât be from his organization, or he wouldnât be calling him by his name.
And if he wasnât from his organization, there was only one way he could know Alurenâs name if someone told him.
"Also, who told you my name?" He asked.
"A man outside told me to deliver this letter to you," the bald man said as he handed the letter to Aluren. "He told me your name and described your looks."
"Ryder Flynn!" Aluren exclaimed as he ran outside the bar and looked around, but he didnât find anyone.
"This rat, he loves hiding! He escaped! But still, how did he find out I was here?" Aluren muttered as he walked inside the bar.
He walked over to the old man before he took the piece of paper from his hand.
Before reading the letter, he showed the bald man an image of Ryder before he asked, "Was this the man?"
The bald man nodded his head. " Thatâs right. Heâs the one. Anyway, he gave me ten dollars to deliver this letter. Now that Iâm done, Iâll leave."
The Bald Man departed, and Aluren started reading the letter.
"My Dear Aluren,
I hope this letter finds you well.
I must say, I really respect you. Youâre my idol. I had always loved comedy shows, and I was always a fan of comedians, but I must say, those people are nothing before you. Just your face itself makes me laugh more than I ever laugh at their jokes. You really should try your hands at comedy."
"Anyway, Iâm writing this letter to inform you that all your Kings are dead. They died so easily; Iâm amazed you even called them Kings. I believe even kids can fight better than that. If they are this week, I doubt their leader can be any strong. Youâre weak too, arenât you?"
"What a disappointment. I wanted to face your organization since I thought it would give me a challenge, but it has been disappointing so far. Heck, I even killed your First King when you were downstairs, and you still didnât know. Truly pathetically weak."
"You are their leaders, and you should be strong, but I believe even if I come to you and slap you twice right before your eyes, you still wouldnât realize what actually happened before I leave."
"As for your brain, I wonder what I should say about that. If it were someone else in your place, they would have already found me, but you? Youâre still having such a hard time."
"At this pace, you canât find me for an eternity, you idiotic A*shole! This is getting boring now. I thought youâd work hard and find me, but it has been over twenty-four hours since I killed your first King, and you still have no clue."
"Since I am bored and I donât want to wait an eternity for you, Iâm telling you my locationâa place far away from the crowd where no one will disturb us. Oh right, since youâre weak, you donât have to come alone. Bring all your dogs with you too. Maybe with their backing, you can give me a proper fight."
"Iâll be waiting for you tomorrow at 6 a.m. In...."
" Please come and donât run away.
Your loving Father,
Ryder Flynn."
As Aluren finished reading, he felt like smoke was coming out of his ears. He never felt this insulted! This bastard! He mocked him so much!
Aluren crushed the paper which was in his hand before he stood up.
"You bastard! Just you wait! As soon as I get there, Iâll kill you! And bringing my army? Youâre not deserving! You think too highly of yourself! Iâll come alone and break all your dreams!" He said firmly as he clenched his fist. He wished he could go there right now, but the time was of tomorrow. Ryder wasnât going to be there now. He could only wait.
In a different place, Ryder was eating in a restaurant, thinking about tomorrow.
"This much should be enough to get him alone. Heâs an arrogant idiot, but Iâm not. Even if Iâm strong, I wonât be like that. I still need to be careful and go according to the plan. Tomorrow will be the last day of Aluren! I can make no mistakes!"
...
The last night also passed away as the fateful day arrived.
Aluren reached that building right on time, not a minute soon and not a minute late.
The place Ryder Flynn had invited him to was something Aluren didnât expect the last fight to be at, but he didnât care.