Somewhere in a Backlund safe house.
"Backlund hasn't been peaceful lately, no, nowhere has been peaceful…" Meihua 5 sat on a chair with his legs crossed.
The Boss stood by the window, his left monocle reflecting the lights outside. He glanced at his subordinate, who was not acting properly, but did not get angry: "I've read the Tingen report… A True Creator's descent?"
"Uh huh~" Meihua 5 made an exaggerated gesture, "I originally thought it was just a simple small task~ Who knew I would encounter something like this."
"Remember to settle my overtime pay, Boss."
"True Creator…" The Boss pondered for a moment, "What is the Official stance on that matter?"
"Of course, the Aurora Order claimed responsibility for this incident." Meihua 5 shrugged, a hint of mockery on his lips, "However, this was originally their fault; they couldn't even guard their own True God's descent vessel."
"What about our people?"
"Squad 161 has all been pulled back, it's just that one of the Clowns' condition…"
Meihua 5 briefly described the situation of the Clown who was contaminated by Antigonus's notebook.
"I've placed him with Heitao 6. If he's lucky, he might make it out alive."
…
"Oh, by the way, Boss, what about the Intis Ambassador's matter? You promised that Sherlock Moriarty you'd help him resolve it."
"Are you going to handle it personally?" Meihua 5 seemed a little expectant.
"Tsk…" The Boss did not answer, but instead asked a question, "Meihua 5, guess why I agreed to help that Sherlock Moriarty."
"Hmm… Because it's interesting?" Meihua 5 blinked.
"No, no, no." He shook his index finger.
"Am I the kind of person who only cares about fun and not the Shawshank Firm's development…?"
"People who only care about their own fun and act recklessly are all scum!" The Boss hinted, patting Meihua 5's shoulder and continuing:
"Our next phase of operations will focus on Loen, but clearly, the current environment doesn't meet the standards for our mission."
"As the capital, we need Backlund to be sufficiently chaotic."
"A foreign ambassador is very suitable to be this fuse."
"So, you understand."
"Oh… I see. I didn't expect you, Boss, to have such deep considerations." Meihua 5 was very cooperative, deliberately showing a look of sudden realization.
"So…" The Boss adjusted the monocle on his left eye, "Such an important and glorious task is, of course, entrusted to you to complete."
"Huh?"
The turn of the topic seemed to come a bit fast.
Before Meihua 5 could refuse, he added another sentence.
"You're willing to sacrifice your precious time to share my burdens, aren't you?"
"Uh…" Meihua 5 remained silent, only managing a smile.
Neither a 'yes' nor a 'no' would work as an answer to that question.
"Don't worry, your overtime pay won't be less." The Boss took out a check from his Arms and waved it in front of Meihua 5.
"After it's done, these 10,000 pounds will be yours."
…
Truth Union.
"The Boss has decided, you will handle the Intis Ambassador's matter." Meihua 5 looked at Charles, who was saluting him, and instructed.
"Ah… this…" Charles tried hard to maintain a dignified expression, looking at his unfamiliar superior who had a strange smile on his face; he was a bit speechless.
Please, I'm in management, not the special operations department.
I'm not under your command. You're too undisciplined, Boss.
Besides, didn't you guys promise that Sherlock first?
Charles didn't expect this matter to involve him.
As if noticing Charles's displeasure, Meihua 5 explained:
"This is a special mission. Our special operations department has higher authority, and you have been requisitioned by us."
"I don't think Fang Kuai 5 and the others will say much."
"Moreover, I've investigated, Sherlock Moriarty was recruited into the Union by you, so it's most appropriate for you to handle it."
"Or, do you have an objection to our decision?" Meihua 5's smile gradually became dangerous.
"No."
"That's good." Meihua 5 nodded with satisfaction. He took an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Charles.
"This is a check for 5,000 pounds, your mission funds."
…
A basement in Backlund's East Borough, where the smell of blood and sulfur mixed together.
"Here's 3,000 pounds. I want you to help me kill someone." Charles looked at the man in front of him, his tone familiar.
"3,000 pounds… Who is it?"
"Intis Ambassador Bakeland Jean Martin."
"No, the risk is too great, and the money is too little." The man flatly refused.
"It's not little. Intis people are all lecherous, and that Ambassador is no exception. You are a Desire Apostle, it'll be easy to deal with him."
"…"
"Don't worry, I've already arranged everything. You just need to deal with the target, and I'll handle the aftermath."
"At that time, people from the Aurora Order will voluntarily claim responsibility for this matter."
"No one will trace it back to you."
"We've cooperated several times already; you must have that much trust."
"…"
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Charles changed his tone:
"How does that saying go… The depravity of nobles is far richer than that of commoners."
"The sense of accomplishment from hunting them is incomparable to commoners." Charles smiled, "Who said that again?"
"3,000 pounds is too little…" The Desire Apostle sighed softly.
"Aren't you short on materials? I have channels that can help you get what you need." Looking at the Desire Apostle, who had already given in, Charles offered his price.
…
Bayam.
Luo En was currently experiencing something he had never encountered in decades of his life.
"Miss, are you alright?" He looked at the girl who had fallen into his arms and gently comforted her.
"I'm fine, thank you for saving me."
Her voice was gentle, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.
She looked up and met Luo En's gaze. Her eyes were amber, clear and bright; Luo En could even see his own reflection.
The girl's skin was a warm light brown, her features deep-set. She seemed to be a mixed-race individual, her skin exceptionally smooth and tender, completely unaffected by the sea breeze.
One could say she was perfectly exotic.
A Lucky One… Could it be that I'm having a romantic encounter?
This evening, he, as usual, planned to visit a local Beyonder gathering and sell his newly written rosell's diary.
Who would have thought he would unexpectedly get lost? While trying to find his way back to the hotel, he inadvertently passed by a small alley and saw several mysterious people about to assault a young girl.
Out of a simple sense of Justice, Luo En intervened and saved the girl, engaging in a bloody battle with those suspected cultists.
As a Beyonder, he easily dealt with those guys.
…
Luo En was in a joyful mood after successfully completing a truly heroic act of saving a beauty.
"Strange, has it gotten dark already?"
"Miss, where is your home?" Luo En lowered his head and asked softly.
Before the girl could answer, a peculiar sweet scent first permeated the Darkness.
"It smells so good…"