Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 102

Nevertheless, Kallum was absolutely convinced that Calista had been taken captive. With a heavy heart, he shut his eyes, experiencing a surge of anger unlike anything he had felt before.

“What are your intentions?” Kallum inquired.

“What do you think?” responded Uriah, his voice seething with a fury matching that of Kallum's. “Due to your interference, all that I had—my followers, my funds, my strategies—they've all been obliterated! I find myself on the verge of being hunted down, like a stray dog without a shelter, stripped of everything! What do you presume I intend to do now?”

His tone was thick with deep-seated bitterness. The work of generations, from his father's time to the present, had been on the cusp of seizing control of Lostaria, only to see their efforts completely dismantled by an outsider. What could his intentions possibly be?

Gripping Calista's face, a cold smirk curled on Uriah's lips. “I demand the munitions you possess, and I demand your life!”

In his desperation to flee, his desire to claim Kallum's life became evident—it was the only means to extinguish the rage that consumed his heart.

Calista narrowed her eyes and spoke in a raspy voice. “Kallum... if you attempt to rescue me, I'll kill myself first! Show some backbone! Don't... forget your duties!”

Kallum's hand clenched tightly around the communicator upon hearing Calista's voice.

Calista's words ignited a fury in Uriah. In a fit of rage, he struck her, the sound of the slap traveling through the communicator and causing blood to once again trickle from the corner of Kallum's mouth.

“Did you orchestrate the virus infections among those people earlier? Do you know the gravity of your actions, Uriah?”

Speaking of this drove Uriah to absolute fury. He had instructed his most trusted men to contract the K Virus. With over two thousand of his soldiers encircling and entrapping Kallum's five hundred, he was convinced that, even if Kallum survived, he would inevitably contract the disease.

Who could have foreseen that Kallum would remain so vigilant? Not only did he maintain his distance, but he also ensured his followers did likewise. That explosion, despite its horrific aftermath, had not even grazed Kallum's skin.

When the news reached him, Uriah, overcome with rage, executed several of his own men on the spot.

In essence, over two thousand of his men had perished fruitlessly, while Kallum had an extraordinary stroke of luck to have survived.

Finding no other option, he thought to use Calista as leverage against his adversary. Surprisingly, this tactic had some effect.

Uriah then ordered his men to drag Calista away before he bellowed into the communicator, “What am I doing? I'm exacting vengeance! Weren't you deemed capable? If you could overcome Influenza T, then surely the K Virus would be manageable for you! But my patience has limits. If you genuinely care for this woman, then exchange your munitions and your life, for her!”

At that moment, he was oblivious to the fact that Kallum, despite his cautious nature, had also become ill. Otherwise, he would have surely fled, rather than deliberately walking into a trap.

However, time was a luxury Kallum did not possess.

Internally, Kallum scoffed, his thoughts filled with disdain for Uriah, whom he saw as nothing but a dangerously ambitious madman, a murderer at heart. Uriah had set a deadline of two hours, but Kallum knew well that if he failed to appear within that window, Uriah would not hesitate to kill Calista. The mere thought of such a grim outcome was unbearable to him.

“The course is set for Mount Goldfall,” Kallum declared resolutely.

“No way!” Ryder objected in alarm, “Mr. Kallum, there's absolutely no need for you to endanger yourself. The Shadow Assassins are already in place. You should have faith in their expertise and skills!”

Kallum responded with icy pragmatism, “Ulric belongs to a prestigious family with centuries of influence, having built up immense wealth and power through their loyalists, enough to buy munitions capable of devastating Lostaria! Even now, as he finds himself cornered and ready to flee, he will not be alone. Even with the Shadow Assassins present, I cannot be at peace!”

“Mr. Kallum, is Calista's life worth more than your own? What is the disparity between your status and hers? She comes from a prestigious family, true, but she is essentially an ordinary girl. How deeply are your feelings for her? Have you thought about how your actions might impact your parents? They have only you as their son!”

This time, Kallum found himself hesitating longer than usual, wrestling with his thoughts as he weighed his duty against his personal feelings and the expectations of his family.

Despite the flush of fever that colored his cheeks, his eyes glinted with a clarity and determination that belied his physical condition. Finally, with measured deliberation, he began to speak again. “Elijah, set our destination for Mount Goldfall!”