"Dead Eye of Fallens."
Just as the last voice resounded, S
elpe found herself suddenly back in the kitchen.
[Congrats! You have ascended to Master Branch]
[Your physical traits enhance by large amount]
[New skill gained, Fate Strings]
[New skill gained, War authority]
[New skill gained, Mark Energy Conservation]
A lot of screen panels flickered in the air—but she ignored them for now, her mind was somewhere else.
She wanted to ask more questions, yet before she could, she was already back from the Mist of Autumn's realm. But how could she?
Dead Eye of the Fallens—he was the Unknown Being, the Unknown of Unknowns, and the contracted Unknown Being of Ibaan.
And if he was truly planning something against the Unknown Beings, he could do anything.
But to appear among the living… that would mean Ibaan's death.
No—more specifically, the man inside Ibaan would die forever. He would never come back.
Just thinking about it made her body freeze.
At the same time, Ibaan was staring at the cat—and so was the cat.
"Meow!"
Ibaan got annoyed for the first time, as if she was deliberately trying to irritate him. After everything he had gone through since coming into this world, the constant weight on his heart, he thought maybe he needed a bit of distraction—some change of mood.
And the coincidence that he had seen this very cat earlier when he used the Sixth Sense for the first time, and now it was here, in Selpe's hands—it was strange.
Whatever it was—coincidence, fate, or maybe the will of the Exa—his lord, he decided not to think about it too much.
He pushed those thoughts into the corner of his mind.
He growled back, "Meow Meow!"
The cat roared again, showing its sharp teeth and punching the air. "Rrrr MEOW!"
'Getting on my nerves. Huh.'
Ibaan pointed at the black cat and frowned.
"I order you to shut your bitch ass mouth up."
Just then, the black cat jumped straight at his face!
At that exact moment, Selpe entered the room carrying a tray with two bowls filled with rice and cabbage.
The cat quickly jumped back and ran toward Selpe.
"What the hell were you two doing?" she asked, her voice confused.
'This cat is really fucking dangerous—oh no, no, no. No abusing, no abusing.'
Ibaan instantly shifted his posture, pretending nothing had happened. He decided not to bring up the cat, choosing instead to finish dinner quickly and continue the gang discussion.
He couldn't afford to delay the mission any longer. Something inside him urged him to complete it as soon as possible—maybe even today—and become stronger, to increase his branch.
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As soon as they finished eating, and before Selpe could open the discussion, Ibaan spoke up, "Selpe, we will start this mission today."
Selpe stayed silent for a while, then said softly, "Let's first talk with the other gang members."
"Alright."
Just then, opening his relic, he opened the discussion for the gang.
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> Discussions: |Open■ Close□|
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[ Triggering everyone! ]
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Just after a while, one by one, new panels appeared in the midair—some took time, but not that much.
[Saint of Dawn joined the discussion]
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[Saint of Passion joined the discussion]
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[Saint of Compassion joined the discussion]
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[Saint of Love joined the discussion]
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[Saint of Truth joined the discussion]
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[Saint of Dreams joined the discussion]
[Saint of Solitude joined the discussion]
Just then, he typed subconsciously.
[Saint of Dusk-L] To all, welcome to the Servants of Will. I am Saint of Dusk, the leader of this gang—to be more exact, organisation. I will lead you. YOU SHALL OBEY ME, OBEY ME AND OBEY ME. And before I unlist the important mission to you, I must warn you shall not talk about this to anyone. You SHALL NOT TALK AND NOT. If this rule is violated, you shall no longer exist. Don't ask Why, or Who —Obey me, Servants of Will.
Just then, Selpe chuckled slightly.
[Saint of Dawn-CL] We obey you.
Just then, others followed.
[Saint Of Passion] We obey you.
[Saint of Compassion] We obey you.
[Saint of Love] We obey you.
[Saint of Solitude] We obey you.
[Saint of Truth] We obey you.
[Saint of Dreams] We obey you.
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[Saint of Dusk-L] Very good then. I would assume you should be aware of Sin of Sincerity and Iron Knuckles?
[Saint of Compassion] What? Wait a second—Sin and Iron? The most dreadful gangs in Heaven?
[Saint of Dusk-L] Yes! We will wipe Night and Iron first. Before we do, all of you shall gather up at the Shankra Mountain by 9 AM tonight at any means.
Shankra Mountain was located in the Sri City, yet its gate opened only during festivals since it was preserved for the public. No hunting, no entries were allowed on normal days, and there weren't even any people living nearby. It was more like a protected sacred mountain.
[Saint of Compassion Passion] Are you—
[Saint of Dawn] We obey.
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[Saint of Dusk-L] All of you can see the mask in your space. Make sure to hide your identity when you arrive.
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Meanwhile, at the same time, somewhere else in the school's hostel—in a quiet room—a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes stared blankly into the air.
The school hostels were meant for students from other cities or those who couldn't afford to rent or buy houses, or handle daily expenses. The school took care of all that once they reached higher classes, and in return, they would repay it later.
In the same small room, there was a girl with blonde hair and light blue eyes. She sat at a table, peeking through a long glass cylinder, studying a red petal beneath it. She was fully immersed—focused and cautious—completely unaware of her surroundings or what was happening around her. She was always like this. Yet, whenever her brother did anything—she knew. Whenever he moved even slightly—she noticed.
Charlie never understood how his sister, Crastdrina, could detect his every small movement. Sometimes, he even wondered if she was truly human.
Now, he wanted to summon something from his school system space—but he needed to think twice before doing it.