Bab 53: London.
"What? I hadn't drunk anything like that!" Despite his pain, John was not ready to be accused of something of which he was not aware.
"..." But laziness prevents Morgane from explaining herself.
Seeing this, Leon's face became darker. "When?" He asks, looking at Morgane.
"I said I didn't do such a shit! Why would I knowingly drink the blood of a vampire!?"
He had his reasons, unless he was hopeless, or really masochistic, no person, aware of the consequences of drinking a vampire's blood, would dare to do so.
But Leon was deaf to his complaints. His eyes were always on Morgane, waiting for the latter's answer.
Feeling that she had no other choice, Morgane sighed with irritation. "You haven't stopped being an idiot since we went there. As a result, you were wary of the wrong person and let the real bad person serve you a glass of tequila without thinking that he could poison you with it." In the form of a tale, Morgane narrates how John was infected with the blood of the so-called vampire.
From beginning to end, only one suspect manifested himself in John's mind, a certain chic, social, and fun guy, Felix!
"Grim Reaper, I swear to kill you the next time we meet again!" He roars while clenching his fist.
"Stop wasting your energy, this is not the time." Leon retorts and sits on his chair.
"I heard about this young boy; they are two to get the power of the first real vampire, his little brother and him. But since we don't know the reasons that led him to make John drink his blood, it's better to stay careful until we know more." He continues with a heavy sigh.
'Nova may have reasons, first, the White Fangs, and now, Pure Blood.' He then mumbles, looking at the documents on his desk.
In addition to the portraits of Isaac and the other members of the guild, there were also other portraits scattered on his table.
He then picks up two portraits, a young mature woman wearing sunglasses, and a man with a beard with blood red eyes and black hair.
'The leader of the White Fangs, scarlet Lotus members, and finally, Jack, the three rankers we need, regardless of the terms of their agreement's conditions. But things seem to get complicated before they even start. Not to mention that Fairies Queen, the leader of the Scarlet Lotus Guild, has still not appeared since the beginning of this chaos; is-- is she still in the tutorial?" He whispers, frowning.
"I know what they are looking for." Morgane's voice awakens Leon from his deepest thoughts.
Feeling his inquisitive look on her, she continued: "He spies on us through cap. John." She says in a confident tone.
"Can you help him get rid of the bug?"
"No, only a holy priest or priestess will be able to purify his body; don't forget that the vampire who infected him has the blood of the first vampire flowing in his veins. To purify such an ancient blood, we may need one of the apostles of the gods, this is the only solution." She says with certainty.
"...Sigh, we don't have time for that. For the time being, go back to your posts, we'll see that later."
"At your command!" John and Morgane answer together.
After their departure, Leon, now alone in the room, turns on the holographic screen of his PC again.
"You've all heard, I guess?" He speaks alone in the office.
In the same second, three people turn their cameras back on.
A woman with short brown hair, and two men barely older than Leon.
One had a shaved skull while the other had bristling red hair and a face fiercer than Leon's.
The most notable detail was that they all had clothes similar to Leon's.
The man with the egg skull scrapes his throat. "It may have been a bad idea to sign this agreement with him."
The other man crossed his arms and snorts. "And he's not even part of the guild, who does this kid think he is!? It is our duty to all of us to unite to preserve our--
"He agreed to collaborate." The brown woman, barely twenty-five years old, cut him off.
Leon and the other two generals frown towards her. But she continues despite their eyes on her. "Don't forget that he is one of the rankers, a ranker who is not only famous in this shitty game but in all the other games he had appeared. We need his collaboration for the future—
"Karen! This kid is not only famous for his good deeds but quite the opposite!" The bald man yells at her.
"Baren is right." The other man retorts, closing his eyes, and sighing.
"Oscar, be realistic; we can't make them all our enemies! It will be the worst decision." Karen did not agree with the other two.
General Oscar sighs once again but says nothing.
As for Mr. Bald, it was another story. "They are only kids, kids who don't take seriously the consequences of their actions and who only do their heads; we must act for the good of all!"
Hearing him, Leon raises his eyebrows. "What do you mean by that, General Baren?"
"We must clean up, a methodical cleaning and without distinction; otherwise, it will be too late when they regain their powers."
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Seeing them hesitate, the nerves of his skull swell because of the acceleration of his blood through them. "You are still hesitating despite their rebellious acts!?"
"General Baren, we are not in your country, here, the dictatorship has no place," Leon explains himself, without raising the tone.
"Precisely, it is these kinds of ideals that will lead us to our loss!"
Seeing him determined to keep this goal at all costs, Karen slams her tongue. "Will you be able to take responsibility?"
"Pardon?"
"I say: will you be able to cope with the consequences if you ever fail!?" She asks with a sneaky smile.
Baren's nerves have become thicker on his skull. "They are not threats to me." He growls.
"TSS~, you just said the opposite a second ago." Karen makes fun of him.
At that moment, the screen gave place to another member, a woman with tanned skin and black eyes.
"General Baren, your methods are unorthodox, and lack common sense." She immediately gets into the conversation as soon as she arrives.
"What do you mean, Gabriella?"
"It's general Gabriella for you, Baren!" The woman corrects him. "Anyway, I suggest that we observe them for now." She then adds.
The face of Mr. Bald became uglier when he heard Gabriella's suggestion. "How many times do I have to say it for you to understand it!? If we give them time to grow, these rebels will become uncontrollable! We must—
"I agree with General Gabriella." Leon intervenes.
"General Leon! Don't be as naive as them; making such a decision is like—
"General Baren." Leon opens his eyes, staring at the man with irritation in his eyes.
"..."
Seeing him calm down, Leon closed his eyes, exhaling slightly to regulate his emotions, and then continued. "Most of our troops were exterminated in ghost towns. Our current strengths are few to adopt your bold strategy. Therefore, let's remain observers and try to collaborate with them." He exposes the facts in front of Baren who has become silent.
At the same time, Oscar nods. "I think Leon is right. Even if it makes me sick to admit it, we need these kids. If that's the work of the gods, their pranks are not easy to digest. The world needs competent players, it is our duty to guide these children on the right path."
"Since when did you become a devotee?" Bald snorts with wrath.
But finally, he gives up. "Very well, I'll let you do with them what you want. But don't come and prove me right then." With this warning, he closes his channel.
Seeing this, Leon sighs with disappointment. 'This guy is always as direct as before, he only swears by violence.' He said to himself before looking at his camera.
"How did it go with the other ghost towns near your headquarters?" He asks the others.
"Same, only three percent of my troops came back, seriously injured," Karen answers.
"For my part, I was able to act in time by going to X City myself, but I still suffered losses; three commanders, ten sergeants-in-chief, and hundreds of soldiers," Gabriella responds in a sad voice.
Despite the figures, she was the only one who did not suffer too much loss.
The worst was Baren, whose troops were completely decimated because of his inconvenient strategy.
"Five percent of my men were able to reach me safely. But the other survivors are in intensive care centers." Oscar reveals these figures in a deep voice.
His rage, which is only waiting for a spark to ignite, was visible on his face.
"What about your men, General Leon?" Gabriella then asks.
"...I plan to look for them."
"...I understood that they came back, would that be a mistake?"
"No, but many of them were captured by the King of Belfast."
"...By this bloodthirsty king?" Karen mumbles as if she were thinking out loud.
"Yes," Leon responds in a nonchalant tone.
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This time, it was not only Karen who was surprised but all the others.
"Wait, Leon." Oscar approaches his face to his camera. "I don't know if you know, but even the rebel players remained quiet in this city, it is the imperial capital; the most secure city in the human kingdom! In this city, even ordinary guards are at least as strong as tier-80 players! And I'm not even talking about its elite guards and Prince Zarbro's personal squad!"
"G. Oscar's right, not to mention them, you won't be lucky against the other guards, it's a suicidal mission," Gabriella adds; she was calmer than the other two.
"I know, but some of my men stayed there to rescue the others. I can't abandon them." Says Leon, always serine.
"...It's surprising," Karen mutters behind her screen.
"..." Leon raises his eyebrows, waiting for Karen to express the depth of her thought.
"Until now, I had never thought that this city could be accessible."
Guessing what she was talking about, Gabriella also nodded. "That's true, in the game, you must reach level 150 to obtain an entrance permit."
"So, how is it that your men were able to enter the imperial capital without being subject to the rules?" Oscar also asks.
"..." Leon remains momentarily silent, organizing his words in his mind.
After five seconds, Leon looks at everyone through his holographic screen. "I don't know. But according to Morgane's assumptions plus the changes observed so far, it is very likely that some rules had been changed." Said Leon, frowning.
"Can we trust this girl?" Karen asks, frowning and crossing her arms.
"Don't worry, she may be strong, but she can't free herself from the influence of my weapon," Leon responds instantly, looking at the room next door.
Near the boxing ring, a wooden box, similar to John's, was. But it was black and built with more special materials than John's.
"...Alright. In this case, I trust you, G. Leon."
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To the southeast of Iceland is London, currently under Charle Croft V's reign.
Above this country half in ruins, but strangely more lively than most other countries, were two silhouettes floating next to each other.
"Is it here?"
"Yes, according to the memories of the princess who is one of our master's human minions."
Hearing her sister's answer, Cindy closes her eyes and spreads over her magical perception in every corner of the kingdom.
After just two seconds,
"So, what does it look like?" Rendy asks.
"I have to concentrate more, there are too many humans in this kingdom," Cindy responds nonchalantly, continuing her research.
After two more seconds,
"So, what does it look like?" Rendy's voice resonates next to her, asking the same question.
"...Found!" Cindy exclaims, somewhat happy with her own success.
Rendy, who was with her, had a shim of surprise. 'Master was right, at two, we move faster than expected; thanks to her assassin subclass, my sister's tracking skills far exceed mine.' She said to herself with an enviable sigh.
But the next moment, a sneaky smile appears on her lips as she looks at Cindy. "I don't even dare to imagine how the master will react if he learns that you have used a skill intended to track your enemies to find his sister."
"...I have nothing to fear since it was you who forced me to do it."
"..." Her smile immediately fades on her lips following Cindy's threats. "Let…Let's not waste time, the master will understand, he has an expansive mind." She says in a bridled voice.
"Um." Cindy nods her head with a small smile barely visible.
'She's still too ungodly.' She said to herself, noticing Cindy's triumphant smile.
Then focusing under her, she frowns. "Now, the most complicated thing is to know how to bring our master's sister while remaining discrete."
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