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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1093

“All his life, my father had been a hero to many, including me… You can imagine how shocked I was when I found

out that instead of the powerful man I had always envisioned him to be, he was in fact, one of the weakest. I had

never seen him cry out in fear the way he did that night… Once I did, however, I began to waver slightly. What

exactly did my father experience for him to end up that terrified? What on earth took place during the pledge of

the holy water? All these questions made me adamant about investigating the pledge! My fear of failure has been

the reason why I keep wanting to improve my strength!” added Christopher, his eyes now bloodshot.

“…So what you’re saying is, according to your father, those who didn’t return aren’t dead? Are you saying that they

were brought someplace else instead?” replied Gerald, bewildered.

The incident resembled Mila’s disappearance a lot. After all, the victims of both incidents had received some kind of

item—the token of the holy water, in this case—before eventually going missing.

Instead of simply accepting that she was dead, Gerald had always believed that Mila had simply been captured by

others and was still alive. What Christopher had just told him greatly increased his theory’s plausibility.

Was the Sun League—after handing out their items—truly responsible for all those disappearances? But the world

was such a massive place… Where could all those who had been kidnapped been taken to…?

“Exactly… The place itself was someplace my father greatly feared and didn’t dare to head to! So… after telling

you all that, please… I’m begging you…! Please allow me to die at the pledge of the holy water!” said Christopher

as he knelt before Gerald.

“You truly are capable of doing just about anything in order to achieve your goals, aren’t you, old man?” replied

Gerald, feeling speechless.

Shaking his head, Gerald’s voice turned cold as he added, “Fine, I’ll spare your life, under three conditions!”

“P-please, state them!”

“First of all, those from the Moldell family have to give way to any Crawfords they come across!”

“I… I agree to that!”

“Secondly, you’re prohibited from leaving the Moldell family manor before the pledge of the holy water officially

begins. Should I find out that you attempt to leave before then, I’ll end you the moment I can. I hope you realize

that you’re no longer anywhere near capable of defeating me!”

“Understood! I’ll remain indoors!”

“As for the final condition, I’ll be holding onto your mysterious mirror for the time being,” said Gerald as he

stretched his hand out.

The moment he did so, the mysterious mirror—that Christopher had hidden under his sleeve—flew into Gerald’s

hand!

“Speaking of which, I’ve inserted a venom-based poison into your body. I’m telling you this so that you know that

should you disobey any of the three conditions, the poison will melt all your internal organs. Oh, and don’t even try

to force it out. The result will be akin to you committing suicide,” added Gerald, his tone even more frigid than

before.

“…W-what?!” replied Christopher as the corner of his lips twitched.

‘This Gerald… How vicious of him! He may as well just kill me right here and now!’

Despite feeling that way, Christopher was well aware that he had no other option than to obey. He needed to stay

alive.

“…I… I promise!”

“Good. Now get lost!” sneered Gerald as he waved his hand, gesturing for the old man to leave.

Allowing Christopher to live till the pledge of the holy water was by no means an act of kind-heartedness. Rather, it

was because his grandfather knew little regarding the pledge itself, seeing that it was his first time attending it.

Nobody knew for certain what would happen during the pledge of the holy water, so Gerald needed to ensure that

someone who had confidence and deep knowledge of the pledge stayed by Daryl’s side.

Christopher was the perfect candidate for that.

Now that he had control over Christopher, Gerald knew that that old fox would be obedient no matter how cunning

he usually was.

Regardless, at this point in time, the pledge would take place in less than three months. Knowing that, Gerald knew

he needed to pick up the pace. Besides, he still wanted to investigate the secret of the eternal coffin as well.

Now that he had surpassed the realm of legends, he wondered if his death prophecy would still come true.

Shaking the thought off, he then quickly left the desert and began his journey back to the small town where he had

first bumped into Giya again.

Speaking of Giya, he attempted to look for her throughout his journey back, though there were no signs of her or

the other researchers. He was, however, able to find traces that Giya and the others had left the desert.

True enough, when he finally arrived at the small town, Gerald bumped into them upon entering Bacht Hotel. Well,

what remained of the large group, that is.

Most of the people from before had already left, and only a few people from the initial tourist group remained.

Them and a sole woman from the research team who now appeared to be working in the hotel.