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"You may leave first," a skeletal figure said.

After the woman departed, the six elders exchanged glances. Despite knowing now was not the best time, the Great Elder still reluctantly spoke up, "Let's leave it at this for now. Once the sect master has fully recovered, we can make further preparations." "But-" one of them began to protest.

"Silence, Arlo! Do I need to waste more time resurrecting you?" the Grand Elder snapped.

Arlo fell silent at that, clearly intimidated.

"In any case, we still have our trump cards. We can't afford another mistake! Let's see how long the Illuminion can hold out. We'll prepare after that. With those fools as our springboard, our plan's success is only a matter of time.

"We've already lost two Doom Spawns, and I won't allow any more failures. Arlo, if you can't sit still, then get to the bottom of this! How was the lotus mark transferred? How was it done?"novelbin

"Yes, Great Elder," Arlo replied before disappearing in a blur.

"This is a disaster! It's all because of Nash Calcraft! Regardless, we have time on our side." The Great Elder was seething.

...

Torah knocked on the door to Val's office and entered.

"Mr. Val, he's here."

"Let him in."

"Alright."

Sven entered the office.

"Hello, Sir Sven. It's been a while. How have you been?" said the man before him.

Sven looked at the man with a slight goatee and noted how he was dressed in a sharp suit with an eyepatch. It was a far cry from the image he had given as the old beggar. "Are you the old beggar?" Sven asked.

A hint of amusement crossed Val's lips. "Sir Sven, please forgive my earlier disguise. Allow me to formally introduce myself. I'm Val Griffin. You can call me Val."

Sven nodded. "Hello, Val. But why did you dress up as a beggar before?"

"Oh, that was to evade pursuit."

"Wait, pursuit? Are you a fugitive?" Sven asked with surprise.

Val confirmed, "Indeed. I was charged with treason."

Sven immediately drew his handgun from his waist.

"Who are you really? What's your purpose in using me?!" Sven demanded.

Val replied calmly, "Please calm down. If one day, you found out that the person who's been deceiving you is actually your best and most trusted friend, what would you do?"

Sven was momentarily stunned by Val's question. "That's not the point!"

Val insisted, "No, it's a very important point. If you knew the truth, would you continue to go along with the lies or would you expose them?"

Sven immediately fell silent. He

seemed to realize something, but his

loyalty as a soldier prevented him, from thinking further in that

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direction. He denied himself even the slightest thought of that kind.

"Alright, Sir Syen, perhaps you already understand what I'm saying. So, let me confirm with you again. you want to know what happened to your sister, then I'll have to tell you the truth about those things Are you willing to hear it now?"

"I... I..." Sven's hands trembled uncontrollably as his eyes darted around nervously, his heart pounding in his chest.

Val handed him a cup of coffee.

"Don't rush, Sir Sven. Take your time.

I know you need to calm down. Rest assured, I promise to tell you what you need to know. But whether you'll have a choice when the time comes, that remains to be seen."

"Please... Please tell me!" Sven pleaded.