Modern World Warlock-Chapter 162: The Golden Fox

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After Dante and his group left the meeting with the Golden Twilight Syndicate group, Melinda turned her head to the siblings to ask for their thoughts.

"Megan and Camille looked the same as always… But who the hell was that new guy?" Curtis asked.

"Camille told me he was one of their new members. He said his name was Dante…" The Autumn handler said.

The GTS had already tried looking up more information about the warlock, but all they found were the forged documents that Camille made for him soon after his mysterious arrival in their world.

Melinda knew that Dante's information looked too neat to be real, and she was aware of the methods that Camille used to hide their members' identities.

Still, even after knowing that the information was fake, they couldn't find anything else relating to the warlock.

"He asked us what the monster looked like… Do you think he knows something about it?" Lindsey interjected.

"It's possible… Camille told me years ago that the Jade Dragons were attacked by a monster, but she didn't mention it today," Melinda replied.

"Let's discuss it with Granny… She always has some insight on stuff like this," Curtis said as he stood up from his seat.

As the leaders of the GTS made their way out of the building with Melinda, they were taken to a mansion located at the tip of a cliff beside a beach.

The residence was elegant, with a slight air of Eastern influence in its architecture and decorations.

After parking the cars in the clean driveway, Melinda stepped out and carelessly stretched her arms as if she were preparing for a physical activity.

As the trio made their way through the refined wooden floor, they stopped before two sliding double doors and knocked faintly.

"Granny…?" Curtis asked after knocking.

A second later, the doors slid open by themselves, giving the trio a glance at the enchantingly beautiful woman sitting on a plush cushion on the other side.

She looked like a woman in her mid-20s or early 30s, with long, straight golden locks that cascaded down her back and landed on the floor.

Her golden eyes shimmered brighter than those of the two siblings, and her delicate body was covered in a thin, silky robe.

Still, not even the woman's beauty was able to hide her most prominent features—her fox ears and her long, fluffy tail.

"Curtis, how was the meeting?" The woman asked, her tone solemn and gentle.

"Granny, there are some things we need to discuss with you," Curtis replied, sitting on the cushion before the woman.

Melinda pulled out a tablet with a screenshot of Dante and gave it to the woman, who held the device with a raised eyebrow.

"That's one of the newest members of the Jade Dragons…" Melinda commented.

Still, Granny didn't respond and kept staring at the picture, squinting her eyes while the handler kept talking.

"This is his full name," Melinda continued, swiping the picture on the tablet to the next one, which showed Dante's information.

As soon as Granny spotted the name, her eyes widened in shock, followed by a frown that left the woman deep in thought.

"A warlock…?" she muttered, catching the attention of her three visitors.

"A-aren't those the dangerous evil mages you spoke about when we were kids?" Lindsey nervously inquired.

"Yes…" Granny replied with a serious tone, making the three perk up with anticipation.

"But this child seems somewhat familiar… Hmmm," Granny continued, placing a hand on her chin.

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"He seemed to know something about the ghouls when we showed him the picture," Curtis said.

"I see…" Granny replied, standing up from her seat and slowly walking towards the window at the back of her room, overlooking the ocean.

"Let's have the next meeting here," the woman said, gracefully waving her tail to the side.

"Eh!? Are you sure!?" Lindsey exclaimed, afraid that a warlock would attack them.

"Warlocks were evil, but they weren't stupid—I doubt he is going to harm us," Granny said, keeping her eyes on the ocean view.

"Besides… I knew a couple of warlocks who were decent people," she continued, surprising the leaders.

"Mhmm, I understand—I'll bring them here in three days," Melinda confidently said.

After the three guests left the room, Granny took another glance at the tablet with Dante's picture, softening her gaze.

'Ah… It's that boy,' The woman thought, letting out a smile.

'Kid, what the hell are you doing here?' She kept pondering with an amused expression.

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*Achoo!* Dante sneezed in his room as he prepared himself to get into bed, wondering if someone was talking about him.

The following day, after the meeting, Dante and his group went back to the beach to have some fun.

Nonetheless, Camille couldn't stop thinking about their conversation with the GTS and approached Dante to ask him more about the monster in the drawing.

Dante said that, while he couldn't be one hundred percent sure since it was a drawing, he believed it was a "ghoul."

"Ghouls are undead monsters that can be created from dead humans or animals…" Dante explained.

"Undead? Like a zombie?" Camille inquired.

The warlock nodded affirmatively, saying that there were plenty of ways to create a ghoul, so he wasn't sure of the origins of the monster.

From his point of view, the monster could have somehow fallen into the Celestial Alignment Convergence like Dante, but he doubted that the ghoul would make rational decisions without a master.

Zac, interested in the conversation, approached the pair and inquired about the supposed "ghoul," prompting Camille to show him the drawing.

"Hmm, it looks pretty ugly," Zac commented, inspecting the picture.

In the redhead's mind, nothing could be scarier than the faces of the wraiths and fiends he fought against at Highpoint Town, so seeing the drawing of a monster didn't have much of an effect on him anymore.

"Camille, we should take Zac with us to the next meeting," Dante said to the handler.

"Hmm? Yeah, okay…" Camille said without hesitation, aware that Dante didn't suggest ideas at random.