Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 237

"That's nonsense!" one of the Shouters shouted. "We all literally just got here from Starkhold!"

"This must be a mistake," the coach said with a serious tone. "There was no way for them to be members of the Cult of Final Fate!"

"How can you know?" the leading guard asked. "Are you with them every single second of every day?"

"Literally, yes!" the coach said. "I never let them leave my sight during the tournament phase!"

"Is that so?" the leading guard asked with an interested voice.

The coach nodded.

"Then, you are also under arrest for suspicion of cooperating with the Cult of Final Fate!"

The coach's entire body shook in rage.

"Under who's authority?" he asked.

"My authority," a voice came from the outside.

The voice came from one of the higher-ranking officers.

The coach looked outside, and for just a second, his Momentum activated.

His Momentum was impossibly powerful!

'When it comes to fighting humans, he is probably even better than Wyveria,' Kyle thought as he took a deep breath.

However, the officer just calmly looked at the coach.

Kyle could tell that the officer was a Royal Knight and not a weak one.

"How can we prove our innocence?" the coach asked neutrally.

"Your two Fighters fit the picture of two agents from the Cult of Final Fate, who have recently caused tremendous chaos in the surroundings," the officer said. "We are going to investigate, and if they are truly innocent, they will be let go."

"How long is that going to take?" the coach asked.

"I can't tell you. If it's quick, they will be released by the end of the day. If it's slow, it might take several days," the officer explained.

"We are here for a tournament fight, which will be held at noon tomorrow," the coach said. "Can you finish the investigation by then?"

"I will do my best," the officer answered, "but if we are not done by then, I can't allow two suspects to participate. Many people will be watching the battle, and if they are part of the Cult of Final Fate, they could cause tremendous damage to the gathered people."

The coach clenched his teeth in frustration and rage.

"I am going to report this to the tournament organizers," he said before stepping out of the wagon.

"You are free to do so… AFTER we have finished our investigation," the officer said.

The coach didn't answer.

He knew that the investigation wouldn't be done by tomorrow.

Just as he had feared, the enemy team had played dirty.

The proof of their innocence was undeniable, which meant that none of them would be sentenced, but that was never the enemy's goal anyway.

It was just to weaken the team.

By capturing the two Shouters, the enemy team essentially crippled their lineup.

Their three Sorcerers were still extremely powerful, but without some backup, the Sorcerers would become helpless.

Two Assassins would shut down all three Sorcerers.

"Michael," the coach said, and the arrogant dick from earlier saluted, "you are responsible for the team in my absence."

"Yes, sir!" Michael answered.

The next moment, the two Shouters peacefully walked out of the wagon, and the guards escorted the coach and the two Shouters to jail.

The other guards finished their inspection but didn't find any illegal goods.

Naturally, Kyle's team also received a couple of questions, but those hadn't been issues.

The Dwarves had proof that they were members of the Stark Brotherhood and that they were on a mission.

Some minutes later, the guards left the carriage.

As the wagon entered the beautiful beach city, the mood worsened.

"Turns out your coach was right," Kyle commented. "Luckily, he commissioned us."

Michael didn't answer and just looked at the two other Sorcerers.

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