Chapter 19. Rage, Revelations, and Resolute Paths

Scar let out a weary sigh as he walked into his meticulously arranged apartment. The plan to bring Len, who had been designated as his bodyguard, had been communicated to Hermes in advance. It was all part of the punishment that Len had reluctantly agreed to.

"Hmm," Scar mused, making his way to the bar. He deftly grabbed a bottle of whisky, popping it open with practiced ease. With determination, he began downing the amber liquid, feeling something amiss within himself.

Seeking answers, Scar made his way to the study, intent on uncovering more about the elusive Valor's Fort, where Len and himself would embark on their mission together.

"Let's see," Scar muttered, taking another hearty gulp of whisky, wincing slightly at its fiery taste as it coursed through his veins.

"Valor, Valor..." He repeated, scanning the shelves lined with books. Yet, despite his efforts, the sought-after information remained frustratingly elusive.

"What, am I going through the right shelf?" Scar questioned al