Records of the Weakest Emperor

'This is way worse than I expected...' Calvin swept his gaze at the newbies.

He knew beforehand that this would happen, but he didn't expect that their reactions would be this violent.

"Calm down now, calm down... Suppress your fears, we can't stay here any longer..."

Calvin patiently advised.

Apart from the Butcher and that patient from earlier, they still haven't seen a single soul.

However, Calvin knew from his experience that the patients of the asylum were always roaming the asylum in search of something that even Calvin didn't know. Fortunately, their routes were pre-determined, and Calvin had already made his own plans on how he could avoid running into them.

Of course, this didn't mean that he could avoid danger altogether.

His plans just minimized the risk that he needed to take in order to achieve his goals and escape from this place.

'That Butcher may be quite scary but he's easy to avoid. As long as we run the moment that he chases after us, he will not be able to capture us.' Calvin's eyes flashed with seriousness.

"Come on, let's go now..." Calvin urged the others.

"What... are you...?"

Scarlette turned to look at him and suddenly asked him this cryptic question with tears welling up in her eyes.

"How can you stay so calm in front of something like this?" Scarlette continued.

Calvin furrowed his eyebrows and with the art of bullshitting...

He promptly explained, "I am not used to something like this, I just know how to suppress my emotions in order to survive. Now, if you want to live then conquer your fears and remember that in the future, seeing a dead body would be a normal daily occurrence..."

"Huh? What are you saying?" Scarlette turned to look at him in shock.

Scarlette still had no idea about the true colors of Las Felipinas. However, Calvin had no intention of spoon-feeding everything to her, so he only shrugged and said, "What I am trying to say is you must suppress your emotions for now so we can continue and move on. I want to get out of this place as fast as possible so we can't delay things any longer."

"Can't you at least wait for a while? You can clearly see what's going on with us, don't you even have a heart?" A pale-faced Philip complained. He wiped the vomit that remained on his lips as he shot Calvin a glare.

"I see... Fine, I'll go ahead then." Calvin casually said and he then walked towards the nearby corridor.

The corridor ahead had a turn to the left, and another turn to the left for the stairs that anyone could use to go to the ground floor. He walked without any hesitation as if he wasn't afraid that there was an enemy waiting for him in the next corridor.

"W-Wait! Where are you going? Are you not going to wait for us?"

Roy cried out upon seeing Calvin walking away.

The others turned to look at him and Calvin finally felt irritated.

"Danger is everywhere in this place. We cannot stay in a single place for too long. Didn't we already discuss that in the meeting that we had earlier? If all of you are going to stay there, then count me out. I'll go and explore the area by myself." Calvin stared seriously at the others.

Roy fell silent.

The others fell silent.

They had decided that Calvin should be their leader, yet they were actually defying his very first order.

At that meeting, Calvin would help them in this asylum, and whenever there was something dangerous. He would be the first one to meet that danger head-on.

But in exchange, they needed to obey all of his instructions without any hesitation.

However, before their journey could even begin.

They already forgot the promise that they made at that meeting and they were even refusing to move right where they were standing.

All of them were crestfallen.

But Calvin had no time to waste, so before they could even say something. He started walking again.

He turned left and disappeared into the corridor.

"Wha... What should we do...?"

Jane asked in a soft voice.

She wanted to go over and follow Calvin at this moment, but the fear of the unknown was gripping her heart.

Rendering her unable to move.

"How can he do something like this? Didn't he say earlier that we are a team and that we should stick together? Now, why is he leaving us alone and why is he trying to explore this place by himself?"

Nicholas uttered in confusion. He keeled over, heaved and vomited once more when his eyes grazed past the mutilated bodies on the ground floor.

Rose gnashed her teeth.

She was a strong-willed woman that never yielded to anyone, yet at this moment.

Her pale face and her figure that trembled like a sieve made her look pitiful.

"Leave him! He's just a hypocrite. Acting so arrogant just because he's mentally stronger than us. He'll be the first one to die anyway with how conceited he is! Leave him alone! We can't let ourselves be dragged to hell by a person like him!"

Rose's words were violent and uncouth, but she only said these words in a whisper. It was evident that she was still quite afraid of that terrifying monster from earlier for she didn't dare to make any substantial noises.

"We have to move... No matter what, we must follow him!" Ray's eyes narrowed into slits.

No one knew what he was thinking.

"I agree... We can't just stay in once place as he said. Let's go and follow him." Hugo also spoke up.

Medea nodded her head, while Zahra softly whispered, "I think he's still near. He told us to limit our movements and the sound of our footsteps as much as possible so he should be doing that too. In other words, he must still be in that corridor." Zahra looked ahead and stared at the corridor that turned left.

The newbies nodded their heads

Suppressing the fear in their hearts, they forced their trembling bodies into standing up as they walked towards the dark corridor ahead of them.

Hugo voluntarily stood at the front line.

His towering figure gave a certain amount of reassurance to the newbies who were still shivering in fear.

As soon as they reached the turning point of the corridor, Calvin appeared right in front of him. It turned out that he was waiting for them all this while for he was leaning on the door and he had a cheeky smile on his face.

"So, finally willing to move, eh?"

"You... You were waiting for us?" Roy jumped and pointed a finger at him.

The others also frowned. They felt as if they were played by Calvin.

Even Medea who normally had an indifferent look on her face now had a disapproving look in her eyes.

"Of course, I was waiting for you all. How can I possibly explore this place alone when all of us are a team? Besides, the map is in my hands, so if I explored alone and left you all out there, then I guarantee that all of you would die in just under half an hour." Calvin casually said.

But when his words came out, the newbies simultaneously gasped in fear.

At first impression, these newbies thought that Calvin was exaggerating. But when they saw the mountain of bodies on the ground floor, they quickly changed their minds. At this moment, they would rather believe in Calvin's inconceivable words than believe at nothing at all.

Faith was a strange concept.

Calvin never believed in such a concept, yet at this moment. He couldn't help but feel grateful for its existence.

After all, if not for faith then this team wouldn't be this united in just a short amount of time.

"So, you were waiting for us..." Jane softly whispered, "Thank you... I thought for sure that you abandoned us already..."

Calvin waved his hand and replied, "Hey Jane, do you really think that I can be that heartless?" He only spent a short time with Jane at that safe room, yet he already felt fond of this girl who, despite being a scaredy-cat actually still had her own ambitions and dreams.

The newbies continued their journey through the dark corridor.

Calvin and Jane chatted with each other as if they were strolling on their backyard instead of a mental asylum.

The group then reached the stairs and descended.

But as soon as they reached the ground floor.

The newbies froze in fear.

Calvin's movements grind to a halt as he stared ahead at the figure of a middle-aged man holding the hands of his child.

The scene was actually innocent enough.

Clad in a blue waistcoat and a pitch-black blazer, the middle-aged man's chestnut-colored eyes shone with tenderness as he stared at his daughter.

This was such a heartwarming scene if not for the fact that his daughter was a headless body of a child wearing a pink gown. What's more, while the man's left hand held the hand of the child's deceased body, his right hand was holding the detached head of that child!

The newbies started trembling in fear.

Even Calvin was no exception.

'The Benevolent Father!'

Calvin inwardly exclaimed the name of the middle-aged man standing in front of them.