In an unknown place, Org 1000 was holding a device; it was used for communicating with a certain alien.
He seemed to be the higher-up of Org 1000. His figure was vague and mysterious, and his face was covered by a mask.
He asked, "Report mission's status!"
Org 1000 bowed down, showing his respect, and then showed him the entire details of the battle for the Crystal of Betrayal.
He smirked in an evil way and said, "According to our plan, Lucan must gain a crystal combined of this Pride Crystal and Calmness Crystal."
He was joyful; every move in this previous battle was part of his plan.
The figure said, "Stop laughing! You know that he was supposed to refine the Crystal of Insanity! Which was our true plan."
He ceased his laughter and replied, "But? Even I didn't know that he would refine the Crystal of Betrayal.
According to his personality, he would not take such huge risks; he would try to gain benefits in the easiest way possible.
He took a high risk and gained a high reward."
The figure spoke plainly, "You are not here to tell stories or justify your mistakes. You must do what you were supposed to do, understand?"
He nodded his head with desperation and asked, "But what was the organization's plan?"
The figure stayed silent for a while before saying, "To let Lucan refine the Crystal of Betrayal."
His pupils shrank to the size of needles. He gasped as he fell down in intense shock; he couldn't believe that this time,
the win was actually for the organization.
The figure laughed, "Hehe! But the true winner is actually Lucan!"
"How is that so?" he asked with a bit of hesitation.
The figure sighed, "The organization's plan was to make him refine the Crystal of Betrayal and steal it!
While ours was to let him refine the Crystal of Insanity and let him keep it!
In either case, the respective side would be the winner.
But Lucan's move was out of everybody's expectations. If this continues, the pawn will eventually turn into a player, just like us."
He nodded his head as he absorbed this information and asked, "But how did Lucan manage to take the Crystal of Betrayal after abandoning it intentionally?"
The figure laughed loudly as he said, "That is why he is the greatest pawn! He betrayed the Crystal of Betrayal by abandoning it, despite its loyalty and power!"
He was stunned and asked, "So Lucan betrayed the Crystal of Betrayal to make it turn loyal towards him?"
The figure replied, "Yes, that is the case!"
Lucan—this name was deeply ingrained in the minds of these two.
In another unknown place, the Red Wrestler, Org 500, Org 700, and the Vice Lord were all walking as they arrived in front of a person.
He was as tall as Everest. His figure was black in color, like a shadow in 3D form, and it had red eyes.
But these eyes never blinked; they stayed as they were. He snorted coldly at these four people.
He was the higher-up of these four people. He asked, "So how miserably did you fail? I already know that. What explanation are you going to give?"
The Red Wrestler said, "It was not because of our weakness, but because the enemy was too strong! Org 1000's betrayal was never predicted!"
As he said that, he retreated, allowing the next person to step up.
The Vice Lord spoke, "The Great Lord's pride was constantly growing; it was evenly matching my level of calmness!"
He retreated, allowing Org 500 to step up.
Org 500 said, "I have failed to suppress the Great Lord! Because he had the Pride Crystal, which was far more powerful than what was in our intel!"
Finally, it was Org 700's turn. He spoke, "I didn't expect Lucan to arrive on the planet of slimes and collect the golden butterflies! And...
Org 690 died because of me! She was one of our best members!"
After all of them finished their explanations, the figure verified the information and said, "Org 1000! The Great Lord! Lucan! Just three people made you five elite members face a crushing defeat?
Vice Lord! You lost your crystal! You have spent thousands of years refining it, but the Great Lord is just in his 30s or 40s. If his pride is that peak, you are useless! Death!
Red Wrestler! Org 1000? A betrayer! Hmph! So you have been careless enough to let a spy enter the organization that easily! Death!
Org 500! I will give you a chance to live, as you made a good contribution. You faced a loss because of the organization's misleading information! The person who gave you the wrong intel is already dead! Hahaha!
Org 700! You, hmm! You faced Lucan. He is our pawn, who cannot be carelessly attacked, so I will let it go! But letting Org 690 die equals it!
So you will die, and Org 690 will revive instead! Clear!"
All the members accepted the decisions without any fear or grievance, because each member would only feel afraid or sad for failing the mission.
"Org 500, you may leave now," the figure announced loudly.
He left. The Lord (Red Wrestler) and the Vice Lord were killed instantly, in the blink of an eye.
Org 700 was killed carefully, with no injuries. Org 690 took over his body as she revived; even her own body was revived along with her.
She asked, "I am alive? How is that possible?"
The figure said, "Hehe! Because you showed your value. Now you are the new Lord, and Org 500 is the Vice Lord! Go and meet him; he will tell you the rest.
And form a new team!"
His expression was warm and his tone was happy; just this showed how valuable she was to the organization.
She bowed down respectfully, "Thank you for this opportunity!"
The figure shook its head, "Not an opportunity; it is your own earnings, what you deserve!"
She felt a surge in morale and said, "I will always be worthy to the organization. If not, haha! There will be no 'if not'."
She left the place. The figure muttered, "Lucan! The biggest merit and the biggest demerit, how far will you go? Haha!"
In Lucan's spaceship, he was actually doing meditation to restore his expended mental energy. He opened his eyes.
He said, "Many people are thinking about me right now? Hmm! Why can't my methods restrict them?"
The Fate Guy, who was close by, was tightly sealed; he was still under the control of Org 1000, so Lucan's methods were unusable.
He thought, "These people are far more powerful than me! But now, I have the golden butterflies and the Crystal of Betrayal,
so they won't make a move that quickly! At least they will take a few more weeks."
As he was thinking, the golden butterfly flew towards him. It was graceful and elegant; it was his own golden butterfly.
It played with him, nuzzled him at his feet, and tickled him at the neck.
Lucan wasn't able to control his laughter. He laughed, "Ah! Hahaha! Stop! Alright, alright, I will no longer take any more risks staking my life!"
The golden butterfly was actually mad at him for risking his life without any concern, and it never stopped punishing him.
Lucan eventually cried tears of laughter. Seeing this, the golden butterfly ceased its actions and took a look at him.
He was taken inside the white room. There was a paper and a pen, and there was a note written on it:
'I AM SORRY FOR OVERDOING IT, BUT YOU MUST PROMISE THAT YOU WOULD NO LONGER RISK YOUR LIFE'
The letters faded away as he finished reading it. He took the pen and started to write the reply.
After that, he tied his hands behind his back and gazed at the paper. It flew up as the golden butterfly slowly read it.
He was immediately teleported outside. The butterfly flew down and landed on his lap, resting gracefully.
Lucan patted it with a warm gaze and a gentle smile. It slowly stopped flapping its wings as it started to sleep on his lap.
Lucan shifted his gaze past the windshield. There was a weird structure; it was so large that the spaceship appeared smaller than a speck of dust.