Chapter 86 Mr. Lin Said It Well In
I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey
If the elfâs pure intention was a âYouâre welcomeâ, or if the Truth Union hadnât fired their Annihilation Cannon, the matter would just have been a matter of âKing Candela from the legends reappearing and slaying a âgodâ.
Then, his words could probably be explained as, âNo need to thank me for helping you all get rid of this Supreme-rank dream beast.â
But in reality, traces of the clash of aetheric energy still lingered and the devastated battlefield was still heated from the cannonâs blast.
In such a situation, a smiling Candela had said, âYouâre welcome,â with a wave of the hand in the direction of the Truth Union.
There was no other explanation besides mocking the Truth Union.
More importantly, the impression most people had on King Candela from the legends wasnât this âfrivolousâ. And thus, their minds started to come up with thoughts and guesses.
This gesture was probably done under the instructions of his summoner hiding behind the scenes.
And it made them think of an even more terrifying pointâ
The person behind the scenes hadnât yet shown his hand, yet the departed spirit he summoned had already left the Truth Union bruised and battered.
Although it looked like a one-off, nobody knew how much effort the person behind the scenes had expended for this summon. After all, since just now, there had only been that one immense aetheric fluctuation.
This meant to say that this was all insignificant to the person behind the scenes.
Andrewâs fists were still tightly clenched from smashing the tabletop. His tightly wound muscles were trembling uncontrollably.
This shaking reminded him that regardless of whether he admitted it or not, a part of his anger was a result of the fear in his heart.
And when this fear reached an extreme level, it turned into fury.
Andrewâs expression became even more downcast when he realized it. He remained this way till the cold mechanical beeps of a notification snapped him out of it.
âDue to the violation of regulations, your authority will be forcibly revoked temporarily and you will be subjected to a review. Please do not move about and stay where you are...â
Andrewâs eyes widened and he suddenly turned around.
The conference room doors were pushed open.A group of Destructive-rank scholars in black mechanical armor suits entered and pointed their guns at Andrew. Executives from other departments rushed over in succession, and the Truth Unionâs other Vice-Chairman stepped forth from amongst them.
âAndrew.â
Diamante pushed his glasses up his nose bridge delicately and said, âI guess you ought to know that youâve made a big mistake and caused the Truth Union to suffer huge losses.â
Andrew eyed this younger and recently-promoted equal. He took a deep breath, put on a usual smile as always, and replied, âIt was indeed a strategic lapse on my part. However, there werenât any mistakes, and my decision-making was according to the sequence of events. My only failure was misgauging the enemyâs strength. And for this, the blame should be placed on...â
He definitely wouldnât admit that his own shortsightedness and the recent continuous setbacks in the bookstoreâs investigation had affected his mentality and were the cause behind this lapse.
Otherwise, he would definitely be more prudent and meticulous as per his usual practice.
Diamante shrugged. âThereâs no need for you to tell me all this. Right now, you should be thinking about how to resolve the problems resulting from this incident. Say, for example, the three cannon batteries? And also some other areas which you might need to explain yourself... From what I know, it seems like you have been investigating this S-Rank bookstore rather vigorously and seemed to have quite some hostility towards it.â
âSo what about it?â said Andrew with a frown as he started to have a bad feeling. âIt was White Wolf that summoned the dream beast this time. What relation does it have to the bookstore?â
Diamante met his gaze and said casually, âLooks like you donât know it yet. Secret Rite Tower contacted us, verifying that the one who summoned Candela was indeed the bookstore owner.â
Disbelief arose on Andrewâs face as this information struck him like a bolt.
Diamante continued, âThus, we have reason to suspect that you acted this way due to your own selfish motives. And it was because of you that the friendly bookstore owner would attack us out of self-defense, ultimately leading to tremendous losses for the Truth Union.â
Andrew refuted angrily, âUtter nonsense! I...â
Midway through the explanation, Diamante interrupted, âLike Iâve said, telling me all this is useless.â
Andrew glared at him furiously. Upon seeing the mocking look in Diamanteâs eyes, he suddenly understoodâ
He was jealous of his younger, fellow Vice-Chairman, and it seemed like the other party had the exact same sentiments towards Andrew.
Heâs using any excuse he can find to incriminate me?
Moreover, Andrewâs failures this time round had been entirely the result of his own devising.
Andrew looked defeated and suddenly felt helpless. But at this moment, everyone received a new message on their communications devices.
âMachine Loop has suffered an attack...â
There was a glint in Andrewâs eyes as he stopped in his tracks. In just a few seconds, he had processed this message and spoke up calmly, âDuring a Category One alert status, White-level assessor personnel have to remain at their posts to maintain surveillance and ensure the mechanisms are able to run as per normal... Am I right, Vice-Chairman Diamante?â
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âIt seems like this Boss Lin doesnât have a good temper, huh...â Winston spoke into his communications device after giving orders for his subordinates to clean up the battlefield.
âYou would be pissed too if a barking mad dog suddenly runs into your home, causing a ruckus and trampling all over the grass.â
Josephâs voice came from behind him.
Winston immediately turned around and saw that familiar old face.
âDoes that mean to say that that Supreme-rank dream beast was a mad dog and we are good dogs?â said Winston with a slight grin.
Joseph came over, patted Winstonâs shoulder, and said with a wide smile, âHey, partner. You are thinking too much. You all are just mere fleas.â
Winston took a deep breath, resisting the urge to punch this old comradeâs face before sighing, âBut nonetheless, this episode seems to have reached the end of its phase.â
Joseph looked up to the gradually scattering clouds in the sky and said, âBut the matter is still far from over.â
Their Intelligence Department had been investigating the source of the Magic Ovum Mirror all this time but hadnât gotten a single result.
The person or organization that cast this magical object into Norzin was the true, troubling, invisible enemy.
Winston took a closer look at the face of the former Great Radiant Knight by his side. The eyes on that firm and experienced face seemed to be glowing with a sharp, incisive light.
Winston suddenly felt that he was once again gazing at that indomitable sacred flame.
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Due to the deluge of water as a result of the rain godâs demise, the surrounding area had flooded.
Debris and garbage were swept by the current and headed towards the sewer entrances, once in a while obstructed by buildings at the side.
Splish splash...
A swollen and frighteningly twisted corpse was fished out, revealing the still fervent look of worship on its face.
An old man dressed in a black suit kept away his umbrella and squatted down, his beady snake-like eyes flickering coldly behind the black steel mask. He reached up and pulled up Herisâ corpse. âGuiding him for so long wasnât in vain. Truly perfect material indeed.â
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Scarlet Sect and White Wolf?
When this bunch had resurrected his disciple in an attempt to assassinate him, Wilde had already decided how they would all die.
Mr. Lin said it well indeed. Be firm and ruthless in all matters and never give an opportunity for things to return and haunt me.
After giving the map of Norzinâs sewer layout and teaching Heris the sacrificial method of using life as fuel, Wilde had watched them massacre one another, eventually destroying themselves from the inside as well as providing him with a tremendous amount of material.
Wilde knew that he had definitely lived up to the bookstore ownerâs expectations.