Aatrox, A God King In A Modern World

The man who seemed to be the leader of the security chiefs stepped forward and with a frown on his face replied. "Chief, the invader released the doc.u.ments."

When Ashton heard that, and his anger increased even more. "What?! How dare he divulge that? Quick, contact our press contacts!"

"We have already entered, they said that this person sent to all the major news portals. They will be forced to post this also in the near future so as not to lose credibility." The head of security has spoken.

"I don't care, at least tell them to delay the publication as long as possible so that fewer people can comment on it, and order the Golden Fox to look more efficiently, it's not possible that they couldn't get a trace of someone who killed people in my residence." Ashton said while he was getting very angry.

"They said that this person seems to use a very powerful technique of concealment and camouflage. Even following the characteristics of the person they couldn't find anything. But they assured us that this person will not be able to do anything to the Price residence since they will be here to protect it." Said the head of security.

"That's their obligation!" Ashton was disappointed with the performance of these mercenaries who cost him so dearly.

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The next day, Aatrox had spent most of the night cultivating in the room and slept only an hour. For many people, sleeping little could be harmful, but for growers, the state of meditation reassured and calmed the body very well. Being sometimes even better than sleep, since when you sleep, if you have a heavy one, your body will enter a state of unnecessary alert that will decrease the amount of rest you will have during the night.

The first thing Aatrox did was take a bath. One of the most practical things he was using now, which he never saw a need for in his previous life, was using energy to dry his hair.

Growers often let their hair grow for thousands of years, and long hair that often passed the knee would need a lot of time to dry. When Aatrox killed some growers who had long hair, he absorbed this technique, but never saw any use. Now that he also has long hair, and needs care, this technique has been used daily.

"Good morning, do you need help?" Aatrox said as he came down to the breakfast table.

Amanda was cooking some eggs and bacon for them to eat while Alex made some toast. When they heard him offer help in cooking, they quickly said in unison. "No need, son, it's okay."

When Alex and Amanda realized they thought the same thing, they both had a laugh when Amanda said. "You can help us put the cutlery and plates on the table before you help the children sit down."

Aatrox felt sad that he couldn't cook, but he was pleased that he could help them with something.

While Aatrox was enjoying the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e he had discovered while eating, the television that was on began to tell an astonishing story for the family.

"Good morning viewers, last night a mysterious informant sent to all major news media several images of a supposed doc.u.ment that incriminates one of the largest families of Red River City for various crimes.

Our team tried to contact Price Industries, but they didn't make any statements. According to the police investigation that is going on, these doc.u.ments that came out publicly were some of the pieces that were missing for the puzzle that they were putting together in a Price Industries investigation.

According to Delegate Fruet's statement, the police will need more than that to effectively convict Price Industries of something, but that their investigative force is already working on this case at full throttle.

The only thing he asked us to say live is "We are grateful for these doc.u.ments, but we do not want a vigilante in the city. The police can handle this on their own, you've already done what you can." According to Delegate Fruet, this message is not aimed at anyone in particular, but we imagine that it has the objective of reaching those who obtained these doc.u.ments.

Now when we talk about..." The presenter of the journalism program started talking about another story after telling about it.

But hearing that report on TV left Alex and Amanda amazed. Everyone in town knows Price Industries, and no one wanted to antagonize them. To see that someone was willing to reveal so much information to the press was something they almost applauded.

"Well done, they always thought they owned the city. Everyone knew about their criminal schemes, but no one had the courage to reveal it to the public for fear of the repercussions it might have." Alex said satisfied.

"At least someone is willing to take a chance for good." Amanda said.

"The woman spoke of a vigilante, is he like Batman, Mom?" Bryan asked curiously.

Listening to the child's analogy, Amanda couldn't help but have a little laugh. "Like that, Bryan. He looked for the wrong things and revealed them to the police, just like the bat detective you know."

"Woah! That's really cool! I thought superheroes didn't exist. Will that person now protect us at night?" Bruna also asked cheerfully.

"I don't know, that's gonna depend on that hero." Amanda had a laugh without taking it seriously.

But without anyone knowing, Aatrox began to think. How would he feel if someone threatened his family and made them suffer something? When he became angry about it, he thought about how many times it happened to several families during the night and that nobody could do anything about it since the response time was too high.

Curiously, after breakfast, Aatrox searched the Internet for this Batman Bryan spoke about. All the way to school he was reading and finding this superhero more and more interesting.

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