Chapter 1371
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1371
“What is it?” asked Gerald,
“Well, though I’ve been sealed by the King of Judgment Portal in the Gunter family’s secret room this
entire time, I was fully conscious the whole time. With that in mind, I was able to listen in on what the
Gunter had been nning throughout this period, and from what I remember, the Gunters seem to be
holding two of your friends captive. One of them has the surname of Tindall, whereas the other’s
surname is Baker. Both of them should still be locked up in the Gunter manor’s secret underground
room!”
“So that’s why I wasn’t able to locate Chester! Gerald told me to find him, you see, and I was finding it
strange that I still had no clue where he was, even after investigating for a few days! As it turned out,
the Gunters have him!” said Peter as he shook his head.
Upon hearing that, Gerald realized that his biggest fears had unfortunatelye true.
Not too long ago, he had nearly fallen into the Gunter family’s trap, a trap which involved Hogan almost
sessfully killing him. While Chester had remained in the hotel under Gerald’s orders—back when
Hogan was still attacking Gerald—Gerald could already sense that Chester was definitely in danger as
well. After all, he knew how good the Gunters were at scheming.
Aside from Chester, Gerald was also well aware of the possibility of Aiden—his good friend who had
been participating in a trial training hosted by the Gunters—getting dealt with. Understanding how the
Gunters operated, after they went missing, Gerald knew that they weren’t going to have an easy time
escaping from that family.
With that in mind, Gerald then replied, “Z, why don’t you go on ahead first? Now that Jasmine’s been
saved, I can’t just leave my two friends behind. I’ll be staying back to rescue them!”
“Are you nning to run a solo mission, Gerald? You won’t stand a chance against the King of
Judgment Portal!” replied Peter in a worried tone as Z looked at Gerald with a concerned
expression.
“I’m well aware of that, which is why I won’t be fighting him head-on! Worry not, for I have a n. I trust
that with it, I’ll be able to rescue my friends and escape safely!” said Gerald with a smile.
Gerald had honestly thought up the idea—of sneaking into the Gunter Manor—much earlier while
thinking about how to obtain more news and information from the Gunters. To think that his initial n
would end up being used as a method to rescue his friends!
Regardless, seeing how persistent Gerald was being, the others knew better than to persuade him
against it. Quite frankly, Z herself seemed to have great confidence in Gerald’s decision.
“Very well, then. Since that’s the case, we’ll be heading to the desert in the Northwest first. Since the
King of Judgment doesn’t know where Liemis is, that ce will be a temporary safe haven for us! We’ll
be waiting for you there!” said Z.
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“Excellent! I was about to suggest the same thing as well! For safety, I think all of you should travel in a
group. Now if there isn’t anything else, I’ll be heading off first. I’ll regroup with you as soon as I can!”
replied Gerald as he watched as everyone nodded in return.
Everyone was well aware that the King of Judgment could very well be rushing toward them at that
very second. Not wanting to dy things any further, both parties immediately departed their separate
ways.
Gerald himself made sure to grab onto Felton—who currently looked like a wild dog—before dashing
into the depths of the mountains.
And just like that, the entire shantytown fell into dead silence, with only the asional glimmer of
moonlight illuminating the area.
Not too long after, however, several powerful-looking people began leaping into the pitch-ck
shantytown! Upon finally arriving at Peter’s courtyard, the ck light—that had been leading the other
people to this spot—slowly turned into the vague shape of a human.
Scanning through the empty space with his frigid eyes, the dark figure quickly spotted the sacrificial
altar that was still in the middle of the courtyard.
A secondter, Hogan began walking toward the dark humanoid before saying, “There’s not a single
soul in this shantytown, master!”
“They’ve all run away… And quite recently too…!” dered the dark figure—who was obviously the
King of Judgment Portal—as his eyes grew scarlet. In his current form, he almost seemed demonic.
“Understood! Since that’s the case, I’ll immediately order the subordinates to split up and look for them
all over the ce!” replied Hogan.
“There’s no need to do that. Hogan, I need you to bring these men along and head to the mountains in
the south. Based on my knowledge—and the fact that they’ve only recently left—the only way they
could possibly avoid getting caught is by heading into the depths of the mountains there!” ordered the
King of Judgment Portal, his eyes glinting in the darkness.
Receiving their order, the team then swiftly headed into the depths of the mountains, intent on catching
Gerald and his allies.
The King of Judgment Portal himself took in a deep breath before clenching his fists tightly.
“I’ve been waiting for this day for thousands of years, Liemis and Z… Neither of you will be able to
escape from my grasp! I’ll gain the Herculean Primordial Spirit and ede to the throne of the three
worlds!” dered the King of Judgment Portal, his fists clenched so tightly now that his palm was going
white.
By this point, he could no longer hide the immensely evil spirit in his body…
Moving back to the search party, almost everyone from Judgment Portal was currently doing a
thorough search in the depths of the mountains. Naturally, there were also several Gunters helping
them—since they were cooperating with the King of Judgment Portal—to ensure that nothing would
escape their eyes. With so many people actively hunting them down, Gerald and the others wouldn’t
have been able to fly out of that ce, even if they had wings.
It hadn’t urred to any of the Gunters or the Judgment Portal members, however, that the others had
already long left Qerton City—at extremely rapid speeds—and were now heading northwest toward the
desert.
It wasn’t too long after before it was near-dawn…