As soon as the manager finished speaking, a call came to Philip. It is from Watt.
"Come to the Train station, somebody seemed to have messed with the Rail tracks and the train is coming within an hour. I am going there."
He turned off the call without even giving Philip a chance to reply.
Arc also followed Philip. They handed over the manager to someone to keep watch over and left to check the situation in the train station.
By the time they reached there, Watt and Jack are already present.
A large portion of the tracks is destroyed. It covered the whole portion, upon which the train slows down.
Philip walked towards Watt and asked.
"What is the situation?"
"We informed the Loco-pilot who is responsible for driving the train and we also diverted the tracks. Although this problem is currently solved, we cannot do this in a long run. We have to clear the damaged tracks and lay down news ones as soon as we can so that we don"t have deal with the delays and keep on adjusting the tracks."
As they were speaking, the workers who are responsible for track maintenance already made their way to clear the damaged tracks and even started the process of constructing the new set.
While they are looking into the situation, they found someone unconscious in a corner of the station, he is the one who is supposed to monitoring the tracks.
He was knocked unconscious, there is a gaping wound on his neck.
He was sent to the healer and they are waiting for the answers while Watt moved to the tower to look into the surveillance.
Philip and Jack are still investigating the situation at the station when they got another call. This time it is from Mackey.
"Someone is breaking the formations outside the restaurants and a girl is confronting him. I think you talked to that girl previously. So, I thought you might want to come here and check the situation."
Philip and Jack left the place leaving the matter at hand to Arc.
Within a few minutes, they are near Mackey"s restaurant.
There Sirona has her Sabre puppet out as she battled Arman who is standing with that semi-transparent Blue colored blade in his hands.
Both seem to be in an intense confrontation.
Sirona is on a complete offensive and Arman is constantly dodging.
At this moment, Philip and Jack simultaneously got calls, one of them from Watt and another from Arc.
Both of them got results. The one who messed with tracks is actually Arman.
Arman who noticed Philip and Jack"s arrival immediately turned his tail and ran towards Sam"s city.
He doesn"t want to confront them at this moment.
Philip didn"t follow, he simply took out another communication token and gave instructions.
"Activate the defensive formations and put the city on lockdown. This guy is getting on my nerves for a long time and he is now behaving like a pest.
Just use every city security system to attack him on the sight, there is no need to hold back.
Ask every security official to take their emergency position.
These guys should know that it is not easy to mess with something that belongs to Sam just because he cannot defend it himself."
Philip took the responsibility of being the chief of the security after they came back, so he has a communication channel activated for all the security personnel.
Now, his plan is to make Arman feel despair. He was being a pain in the a.s.s for a long time.
On top of that, they still have bad blood. It is already great enough for them to stop themselves from taking revenge on him.
They are just being safe due to Sam"s situation and felt like it is not a great time to antagonize the thunder G.o.d temple.
But now, this guy is just pushing his luck.
The whole city now came to a lockdown.
When Arman ran towards the city"s gate. It was already closed and no matter how he tried, it is not opening again and the bullets are being locked and loaded with the guns aimed at him.
There are many impact cannons and impact rifles stationed on the walls of the gate and they all have only one agenda that is to stop this guy.
Philip went back to Arc who already had all the information they need at the moment.
The one who made Arman do it is that manager. He used the Hallucinogen to hypnotize him to wreak havoc in the city.
Philip read all the details of the drug and must say, that the drug is really impressive.
The drug even made more than ten Consummate realm cultivators forget a person temporarily and even hypnotized them to stop moving their bodies for some minutes.
It was no wonder, the drug can even manipulate a Grand realm cultivator to do things after a week.
Arc interrogated the captive to get the information he needs, but there is nothing much he can get.
The Manager is just a normal member of the church and he is just simply brought over because of his greed, he is not a foolish cultist nor does he have the ability to absorb the followers and increase his cultivation.
All he knew was one useful thing and that is the placement of one of the s.p.a.ce gates.
Arc immediately sent a team with Vickers in lead to destroy that s.p.a.ce gate as soon as possible.
After settling everything, Philip just made an announcement in the city so that people wouldn"t feel panicky about the lockdown and search for Arman, to calm the citizens he even made the statement in the name of Sam.
Then only the citizens and the workers started calming down.
They even started making jokes on Arman for being foolish enough to mess with the city arrangements.
As Philip was dealing with the after the match and monitoring Arman who is in a cat and mouse game with the city security, another troublesome visitor came to him.
It is none other than Sirona.
"I want to meet Sam."
"It is not even a month since we met and I said it would take more than a month for him to meet anyone. He is not in a position to meet anyone at this moment."
"But you announced that Sam gave a statement on catching Arman."
"I just made that up, to calm the citizens down."
Sirona seemed extremely confused. But Philip didn"t give a chance for her to reply and continued saying.
"I know what you are going to say. Why would I need to make that up for the citizens to calm down right?"
Sirona nodded. Philip facepalmed himself and said.
"Because this is Sam"s city and any statement which was given by Sam has that much weight. It was just like how your Sect head"s words work in the Sect."
"But Sect head is the strongest of all, Sam is not the strongest here, right? Why would they heed his words?"
Philip took a deep breath to calm down and said.
"My dear cousin Sirona, sometimes strength doesn"t just equal battle prowess. Even though Sam"s cultivation is not the highest in the city, he has proved that he can still kill them all the same if he wants to.
Apart from that, half of the citizens who are the workers of the city respect him, because he made their lives better.
How can you not understand this? What has the Usaine sect been teaching you all these years? You can"t even grasp these basic things."
"Oh, they taught me a lot of other things like Artisanship, Puppet making, Formation…."
"Stop."
As she was about to go on, Philip interrupted her.
"I now understand how you became like this, you probably never had a proper conversation with anyone. d.a.m.n that s.h.i.tty Sect head. He really is good at ruining people"s lives."
The conversation ended there and Sirona suddenly asked once again.
"Are you lying about Sam being unable to meet anyone? Is it not wrong for you to use his name without his permission?"
"d.a.m.n it." Philip almost wanted to hurl curses. If not for the fact, he vaguely understood her living conditions back in the sect, he would have done so.
He thought for a moment and made a call to Watt and Jack.
"You guys, come to Sam"s room in the tower. I am bringing someone there to show Sam."
He led Sirona to the tower and they went to Sam"s room.
As soon as they entered Sirona was shocked to see Sam"s situation. She thought he was just injured and didn"t want to meet any outsiders until he is healed, she never thought he was in a coma.
By now, the Black patches dimmed greatly and even the wounds of Sam"s chest are completely closed. The whole body is actually showing some normal signs.