The Last Gentleman

A familiar owl perched on Yi Chen's left shoulder, and at the same time, an equally familiar touch landed on his right shoulder.

"Leave the next part to me and Mr. Edge..."

[TL: Hey guys, Chamberlain is now Chamberson, which is the correct translated name, sorry for the minor spelling name mistake]

"Professor Chamberson!"

Although Yi Chen was excited, he had already guessed this in his heart.

Professor Chamberson didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He was equally surprised that the "minuscule" possibility had actually occurred.

Back then, when Zion's backup team arrived at the site of the False Moon Incident, Dr. McCoff had already slain Moonscar and even transported the corpse back to Zion. However, during the autopsy, they discovered that this seemingly intact body was missing something.

Although the organization later dispatched a cleanup team to conduct a thorough search of Vinal City, they found no trace of anything suspicious.

Unexpectedly, Moonscar was indeed alive—and Yi Chen had drawn him out.

Professor Chamberson had prior experience battling Open Source Patients, but the Moonscar before him was the most unique of them all. This moon-related disease was a rare and advanced pathogenic condition.

He was determined to go all out to ensure its destruction.

Suspending his arms in front of him, his palms spread wide.

His ten fingers seemed to move with their own consciousness, drawing a pure white magic array in midair.

1. The main ring and four sub-rings interconnected through bridges formed a dynamic, transforming array, with irregular star patterns serving as the core structure.

2. The outer markings and bridge connections of the rings were subtly different, functioning to regulate, amplify, and stabilize the magic.

3. The main ring’s core symbolized Wind, while the sub-rings represented Metal, Blade, Gravity, and Eye.

This intricate dynamic magic array was completed in just two seconds.

A single palm thrust landed at its center.

[Arcane Activation.]

Hundreds of metallic, heavy, and razor-sharp wind blades bypassed the friendly barrier and slashed directly toward Moonscar Lorien.

“A magic gentleman?”

The silver-haired youth raised his free left hand slowly.

Buzz! A silver light shimmered.

A pristine, triangular moonlight shield hovered in front of him.

The wind blades that hit the shield were either deflected or completely absorbed.

Even so, Moonscar staggered backward under the recoil, his frail body unable to withstand the force.

Just as he was about to block all the wind blades, an ominous sensation struck him.

A greater threat loomed—slipping through the gaps between the wind blade attacks and into his blind spot.

A fist wrapped in black miasma was already closing in on his back.

“Oh? Another strong opponent?”

Moonscar abandoned defending against the remaining wind blades.

He turned swiftly, pulling the "female doctor" into his arms with his intravenous-infused right arm to shield her from harm.

With his free left hand, he tried to block the oncoming blackened fist.

The result...

Slash, slash! Silver blood splattered everywhere.

Over twenty steel-like wind blades pierced through the hospital gown, stabbing into Moonscar’s back and even protruding from his front. His left arm, which attempted to block the punch, was completely pulverized.

All that remained were tattered strips of fabric and bits of flesh hanging limply at his shoulder.

Moonscar spat a mouthful of silver blood and sighed softly, “How powerful…”

However, Professor Chamberson was already behind him.

His white beard floated upward as his entire aura transformed completely.

Within a hundred-meter radius, the air stopped flowing entirely.

Chamberson reached out and grabbed the dynamic magic array he had just created. The lines of the magic array materialized into a massive magic sword entwined with a raging hurricane, which he held firmly in his hand.

The sword was even larger than Dagobert’s greatsword.

Not giving Moonscar any chance to recover, Chamberson delivered a dual-handed strike.

The violent hurricane embedded within the massive sword tore Moonscar and the female doctor in his arms to shreds. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Twilight Clinic and the hill it was situated on were swept by a gale. Several trees near the summit were cut in half, and countless leaves were scattered into the wind.

When everything settled, Professor Chamberson’s expression darkened.

The sensation from the slash had been off. It felt less like cutting through flesh and more like striking hardened glass.

Not long after...

A voice echoed from the rooftop of the Twilight Clinic.

Moonscar stood unscathed on the edge, still holding the severed "body frame" of the female doctor in his right hand, ensuring her IV drip continued.

The moonlit liquid in the brass frame had decreased by about a tenth.

“As expected, someone like you, William, must be highly valued by humanity. To think there were two strong fighters on par with Dr. McCoff observing from the shadows. That was truly dangerous just now.

We’ll meet again in the future… The Moon is watching you.”

When the voice fell,

Moonscars' physical body transformed into shimmering starlight and dissipated into the night sky.

The barrier separating the co-located space was also completely shattered, returning everyone to the courtyard of the abandoned clinic.

With a gentleman's cane in hand, a tilted top hat, and meticulously adjusted attire, the supervisor, Edge Flores, gazed toward the rooftop. His right hand still bore traces of dark miasma.

"White Owl, aren't we going after him?"

"Chase what? Did you not feel that strange sensation just now? This guy might be even more formidable than during the 'False Moon Incident.' And this 'moon disease' is something we've never encountered before. The intelligence Dr. McCoff brought back is extremely fragmented, and we still don’t know how to counter it.

Besides, our primary mission is to ensure the safety of this group of rookies."

"Fine~ I wasn’t keen on taking that risk anyway."

The supervisor replied nonchalantly before turning his gaze to Yi Chen, who looked calm and composed.

"Kid, well done! Facing a open source pathogenic patient head-on and still staying so composed—it’s impressive."

Yi Chen was about to thank the supervisor for his assistance when Chamberson interjected angrily:

"What nonsense are you spouting? Assigning such a task to them... it almost led to irreparable consequences!"

The supervisor quickly waved his hand in a gesture of surrender. "Didn’t we successfully prevent the incident? Besides, these little ones gained quite a lot."

Chamberson stopped arguing with the supervisor and instead began inscribing a magic array. He released nearly a hundred magical owls to comb through the mountainous region, ensuring that Moonscar had truly departed.

"William, you should be able to descend the mountain on your own, right?"

"I’m perfectly fine. Please keep an eye on Juliana’s condition, Professor."

"Hmm… Let’s hurry and descend together. We’ll return to Zion at full speed."

......

Inside the carriage.

Chamberson checked everyone's physical condition one by one.

When he examined Juliana, his face showed hesitation. He couldn’t determine if she could be fully cured, or even if her life could be preserved.

Edmund’s arm had suffered a far more severe laceration than it appeared. Without timely treatment, the entire arm might need amputation, potentially leaving lasting effects that could impair his ability to handle firearms in the future.

"Given how uncontrollable the mission became, the fact that your team survived and completed it speaks volumes about your overall capabilities.

Once this mission is reported, the organization’s focus will undoubtedly shift to each of you.

At that point, I will recommend arranging top-tier treatment to minimize any chances of long-term damage."

"Thank you," Edmund murmured, though his gaze remained fixed on the unconscious Juliana.

At that moment, Supervisor Edge suddenly spoke:

"Before we return to Zion and submit the mission report, there’s something I want to confirm in advance.

During your joint efforts in the underground area to kill the Pathogenic Gentleman, Jesmin Lee, did you uncover any hidden information about the 'Twilight Clinic' from him?"

Yi Chen nodded slightly but didn’t elaborate.

The supervisor's expression revealed satisfaction, as if this had been the true objective of the mission.

"If that’s the case, the mission report submission will need to follow a non-public special protocol, which might delay things for a few days. Wait for our notice.

Once we’re back in Zion, I’ll act as your guarantor to ensure you receive the best treatment available."

At that moment, Yi Chen, hands clasped before him and head lowered, suddenly asked a question.

"I have a question. How is Dr. McCoff doing now? I want to know the real situation, not just the official statement presented to everyone."

The supervisor seemed to understand Yi Chen’s emotions at that moment. He leaned in close and whispered in his ear:

"Brain preserved, body executed.

As a doctor, his mental knowledge repository is still of significant value… Simply killing that piece of trash would have been far too lenient."

"Thank you."

Hearing the answer, Yi Chen exhaled slowly, leaning his head back against the carriage wall and closing his eyes to rest.