The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 408: The Adjudication of the League
Chapter 408 - 408: The Adjudication of the League
Thomson explained the relationship between the Shadow Pavilion and the Martial Arts League with deep emotion in his voice. He wasn't entirely clear on the reasons behind their fallout—after all, he hadn't been in charge back then.
More than twenty years ago, the master of the Shadow Pavilion wasn't Thomson.
It was Hugh Moon.
"Hugh Moon?" John's heart skipped a beat.
That surname—Moon. Could he be connected to his third sister, Alice?
"Can you tell me more about Hugh Moon?" John asked.
Thomson paused for a moment, then gave a bitter smile. "The old master was... mysterious. No one knew much about him—not even his full strength. All we knew was that he was incredibly powerful."
"Where is he now?" John asked.
"The U.S. Martial Arts League," Thomson replied.
John raised an eyebrow. "The Martial Arts League?"
Thomson nodded, his expression becoming distant as he recalled the past.
"I don't know exactly what happened back then, but it seemed the old master suffered a serious injury. After that, the League completely broke with the Shadow Pavilion.
At the time, the League's leader was Dolly Moore. He branded all Shadow Pavilion members as wanted criminals. The old master... he was captured by Dolly."
Thomson's voice lowered.
"We were lucky. Some of us managed to escape the League's pursuit. We didn't breathe easy until we reached Iceland, but..."
A flicker of pain flashed in his eyes.
"But looking back now... I don't think the League was really targeting the Shadow Pavilion. No—it was Hugh Moon they were after."
John fell silent, lost in thought.
He hadn't expected such a complex history between the League and the Pavilion. Whatever feud existed between Dolly Moore and Hugh Moon, only those involved would truly know.
"So the Shadow Pavilion that still exists in the U.S. has no relation to you anymore?" John asked after a pause.
Thomson nodded. "Back then, the Pavilion was publicly protected by the League. It was powerful, covering nearly all of the U.S. So when we evacuated to Iceland, we could only bring the core members. The rest were left behind."
Over time, that abandoned remnant broke off completely, gradually devolving into just another small-time killer group.
More than twenty years had passed. The Pavilion in Iceland and the one in the U.S. were two entirely different entities.
John then took out the photo of Alice as a child and handed it to Thomson.
"Do you recognize this girl?"
Thomson studied the photo for a moment, then shook his head. "No. I'm sorry."
John wasn't surprised.
Thomson had said it himself—Hugh Moon was a mystery. If Alice really was connected to him, it wasn't something Thomson would necessarily know.
The only way to get answers was to find Hugh.
And to find Hugh, he would need to start with the Moore Family of the Martial Arts League.
After thinking it over, John said, "Your Shadow Pavilion should relocate for now. After I take care of the Kingslayer Alliance, you'll return to the U.S."
"Return... to the U.S.?"
Thomson looked shocked, as if he couldn't believe what he'd heard.
"What's wrong? You're not happy?" John asked with a smirk.
"No—no, not at all!" Thomson quickly shook his head. "Most of our members are originally from the U.S. They'll be thrilled to go home. It's just..."
He hesitated.
"Our organization's nature... We were assassins. Back then, we had to operate in the shadows. If we go back now, how can the people of the U.S. accept us?"
John understood the concern and replied in a solemn tone, "Since the rise of the Oracle Palace, their focus has been on countering foreign Martial Arts Leagues. They've turned a blind eye to the rot within our own League.
The red-faced bastard was right about one thing—the Martial Arts League is corrupt. And the Oracle Palace ignored it. They're just a pack of jackals from the same den."
He paused.
"So I'm not asking you to return as an assassin organization. I'm giving you a new identity."
John's eyes locked onto Thomson's.
"The Adjudication of the League."
Thomson's body trembled.
The Adjudication of the League.
As the name implied, it would be an internal agency with the authority to investigate and punish corruption within the League.
John continued, "The Shadow Pavilion used to be the dark side of the League. You know its filth better than anyone. That makes you perfect for the job.
From now on, you're not the Shadow Pavilion. You're the Adjudication of the League.
This organization will report directly to the Oracle Palace.
Even if the League's leader breaks the law—you'll have the authority to punish him."
John's voice deepened, filled with cold authority.
"Whoever dares to disobey will become an enemy of the thirty-six guardians of the U.S. Oracle Palace. And they'll be my enemy too—King of Horizon.
But remember—if the Adjudication itself becomes corrupt, the Oracle Palace will not spare you either."
John's words struck like thunder.
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Thomson couldn't hold it in anymore. Overcome with emotion, he dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
The Adjudication of the League.
An official, righteous, and sacred mission.
Never in his life did Thomson think he would one day bear such a duty.
"Thomson will never fail your expectations, Your Majesty!" he choked out.
Having given his orders, John returned to the U.S.
His trip to the Shadow Pavilion had been driven by his desire to uncover the truth behind Alice's origins. While he hadn't found a definitive answer, he did uncover a valuable clue.
A clue that pointed directly to the Moore Family of the Martial Arts League.
But before dealing with them, there was something else.
In half a month's time—
The battle between him and the Kingslayer Alliance would take place on Mount Oracle.
