Only I Can Use Every Power System

"Good luck, Yasmin."

"And... please be careful, okay?"

"Mmm."

"You too."

After wishing him safe trip Yasmin spent the next few hours searching for a group that both knew something and was willing to talk.

Most organizations had already fled the city, while the remaining ones either knew nothing or refused to speak.

Fortunately...

She knew one group that might.

The Street Lizards.

...

After asking around for a while, Yasmin finally found their hideout.

The moment she stepped into their territory—

Several men rushed out from the surrounding alleys.

Knives flashed.

One attacked from the front.

Another from behind.

Yasmin didn’t even change her expression.

She grabbed the first man’s wrist, twisted it until he dropped his knife, then kicked him into another attacker.

A third man swung toward her.

She caught his arm and threw him onto the ground with a loud thud.

Within seconds...

Everyone was lying on the floor.

"...Wait."

One of the men suddenly widened his eyes.

"...It’s her."

The atmosphere instantly changed.

The men slowly lowered their weapons.

Yasmin looked at the one who recognized her.

"Take me to your leader."

...

A few minutes later...

She sat across from an old man with a long gray beard.

He smiled faintly.

"Well..."

"If it isn’t the little assassin from the Shadows."

"What brings you here?"

Yasmin got straight to the point.

"Why did you leave Iron Gate City?"

The old man leaned back.

"Honestly?"

"It was a peaceful week."

"We sold some drugs, beat up a few bastards..."

"You know, the usual."

He laughed quietly before his expression became serious.

"Then rumors started spreading."

"Someone was going around the city."

"Giving every organization the same choice."

"Serve or die."

"We laughed at first."

"But after what happened to Alpha..."

"We ran."

"Alpha isn’t even among top five strongest organizations in the kingdom, but for sure they were the strongest in the city."

"So logically we had no reason to stay."

Yasmin asked,

"Do you know who that person was?"

The old man slowly shook his head.

"Never met him, but according to the roumus he calls himself The Savior..."

"Anything else?"

The old man remained silent for a moment.

"...Actually."

"There was one strange thing."

"A small organization seemed happy about his arrival."

"The Zookeepers."

...

Meanwhile...

Qasim had already returned to City Cerys.

After arriving at the prison, he requested permission to question the three Beastkin siblings again.

The older brother immediately refused.

The sister did the same.

Only the youngest accepted.

"...On one condition."

Qasim looked at him.

"Try to reduce our sentence."

"I know you’re from some secret organization or something like this."

"Surely you can do something."

Qasim thought for a few seconds.

"I’ll do everything I can."

The wolf finally nodded.

A few moments later...

The two sat across from each other inside the interrogation room.

Without the alcohol...

The young Beastkin looked much healthier.

"You’ll keep your word?"

"I’ll do my best."

The wolf smiled bitterly.

"...I just wanted a normal life."

"We’ve suffered enough because of humans."

"I wanted to move on."

"But my siblings couldn’t

"Even after killing the humans who hurt us..."

"The hatred stayed."

"...Especially my sister."

"She suffered the most trauma since she is a girl."

"We never wanted this life."

"We only did what we had to survive."

Qasim quietly listened.

For some reason...

He pitied him.

He knew what it felt like when life forced something upon you.

He hadn’t chosen cancer either.

"It’s okay...Mr. Wolf?"

The Beastkin couldn’t help smiling.

"Just call me Serbi."

Qasim nodded.

"Okay, Serbi."

"I only need some information."

"It might help us stop the bad guys."

"...And maybe make you a hero."

Serbi looked amazed.

Qasim also looked amazed from his speech.

"I’m actually getting better at talking."

He thought proudly.

Serbi closed his eyes for a moment.

Then nodded.

"...Alright."

"I’ll help."

Qasim leaned forward.

"You were approached by a group called the Zookeepers."

"Who are they?"

"When did they contact you?"

"And who is their leader?"

Serbi answered without hesitation.

"The Zookeepers are a Beastkin organization."

"They kill humans and sell their organs."

"But don’t misunderstand."

"They only target weak homeless people."

"They’re pathetic."

"We laughed when we heard about them the first time."

"But..."

"Three days ago..."

"They sent someone..."

"Terrifying."

"It was obvious they were much stronger than they pretended to be."

"I don’t know who their leader is."

"We only met the Beastkin they sent."

Qasim quickly asked,

"What did he tell you?"

Serbi opened his mouth.

"He said—"

...

Serbi’s eyes rolled backwards.

Qasim frowned.

"...What?"

For just a split second...

He thought he had imagined a sound.

Then—

A wet crack echoed through the room.

Serbi’s head burst apart.

Not like an explosion.

More like it had been crushed from the inside.

Blood splashed across the table.

Fragments of skull scattered through the air before clattering onto the stone floor.

A strip of flesh slowly slid down the wall behind him.

One of his eyes landed near Qasim’s hand on the table...

Still intact.

The headless body remained sitting upright for a heartbeat.

Then it collapsed forward.

Thud.

The metallic smell of fresh blood instantly filled the room.

Qasim couldn’t move.

His mind went blank.

His blue eyes stared at the corpse before him...

Unable to understand what had just happened.

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