Ancient Tears BloodLine - Chapter 909

Chapter 909: Part 2: Ben’s realisation Chapter 909: Part 2: Ben’s realisation Ben’s eyes darkened as his resolve hardened.

Whoever was behind this vile scheme had not only underestimated Lowell’s protective nature but had also disrespected him as the Federation Head.

If these families were bold enough to carry out such a plot under his very nose, then they clearly no longer feared him.

“They’ve angered not just you, Lowell, but me as well,” Ben continued, his tone growing sharper.

“For too long, they’ve assumed they could act without consequences, thinking they could manipulate things from the shadows.

But now, their scheme is exposed, and we can’t afford to let this slide.” His gaze met Lowell’s, and in that moment, a silent understanding passed between them.

There would be no holding back.

“I want you to handle this,” Ben said, his voice resolute.

“Teach them a lesson they’ll never forget.

Whoever is behind this must understand that such treachery will not be tolerated, not by you, and certainly not by me.” Lowell gave a grim nod, his mind already racing with plans.

He would make sure that the heads of those families realized the full weight of their mistake.

This wasn’t just about revenge-it was about restoring order and showing that the Federation’s authority could not be undermined.

Ben watched him closely, knowing that once unleashed, Lowell’s fury would be a force to reckon with.

He could already imagine the storm that was about to hit those responsible, and for once, Ben was more than willing to let it rage.

“Alright, Lowell,” Ben said, his voice sharp with renewed determination.

“Let’s teach these b@stards a lesson.

But first, let’s figure out who exactly brought this storage ring in.” Lowell’s stern expression softened slightly, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Relief washed over him.

For a moment, he had worried that Head Ben might still harbor some reluctance, but hearing those words from him put those fears to rest.

Now, he was certain-Ben was fully on board with confronting the families.

This wasn’t just personal anymore; it had become a matter of Federation integrity.

Ben wasted no time.

He turned to the sleek digital console on his desk, tapping a series of commands into the screen.

Within moments, a blue holographic display flickered to life, casting a soft glow over the room.

The device connected to the Federation’s extensive security archives, where they kept records of all official visits and transactions, particularly those involving high-level resources.

“Fortunately,” Ben began as he pulled up the relevant file, “the storage rings from these families are distinctive.

They have a tradition of crafting their rings with unique features so their warriors can be easily identified.

This isn’t just for status; it’s a practical safeguard against looting and murder.

If something happens to their people, they can trace it back to the ring.” Lowell nodded, understanding the strategic logic behind it.

Each family had their own insignia or style embedded in the design of their storage rings, making it possible to determine not just the family but sometimes even the specific branch of that family.

It would make identifying the culprit much easier.

The screen shimmered as the footage began to play.

Both men’s eyes locked onto the video as the images unfolded before them.

The video showed the representatives who had come to hand over the resources earlier in the day.

The recording was crystal clear, every detail captured perfectly Several figures entered the room in the video, each wearing the insignia of a prominent family.

Their movements were calm, professional-there was no hint of the treachery that had been hidden in their actions.

The representatives approached the Federation Head, exchanging polite greetings and handing over the storage rings as if nothing was amiss.

But Lowell and Ben were watching closely, their eyes scanning every detail.

As the footage continued, Ben paused the video, zooming in on one of the rings being handed over.

It was distinct-a silver band with intricate blue carvings, unmistakably belonging to the Grage family.

Lowell’s eyes narrowed “Grage Family,” Ben muttered, his voice darkening.

“One of the more influential families, but I didn’t think they’d be involved in something like this.

Arrogant, yes-but this?

Poisoning pills meant for his student?” Lowell’s jaw tightened as he watched the figure in the video.

The Grage family was known for their ambition, always maneuvering for more power.

But this-this crossed a line that could not be ignored.

It wasn’t just an attack on Zack Lockwood, his student; it was an attack on the future of the Federation itself.

“Of course,” Ben said with a sigh of frustration.

“The Grage Family, always playing their games in the background, pulling strings where they can’t be seen.

I should have expected this.” Lowell watched the footage carefully, his mind already beginning to formulate his next moves.

The families were bold, but their arrogance had made them sloppy.

They had left traces, and now, with the evidence in hand, there was no way they could deny their involvement.

They had underestimated the Federation-and more importantly, they had underestimated him.

As the footage continued, more families came into view, each storage ring revealing new layers to the conspiracy.

By the time the video finished, both Ben and Lowell had a clear picture of who had been involved.

Ben leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly.

“Well, we know who they are now,” he said, his tone resolute.

“Let’s make sure they regret ever thinking they could pull something like this.” Lowell nodded, his expression fierce.

“They won’t just regret it-they’ll fear it.” It’s just that other storage rings collections were not that worse compared to the Grage Family.

But Lowell has decided to use this opportunity to teach small lesson to other families as well.

In this way, no one would do it in future.

Ben said,”It appears that the Grage Family is the real culprit.

Even though the resources of other families weren’t satisfying.

There weren’t any ill intentions.” Hearing that Lowell nodded to him.

But he wasn’t planning to inflict heavy damage to others.

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