THE SILENT PLOY
She’s what you call, he remembers him saying it, the clingy type. Also, make sure all the people I coordinate with are guys. She might kill them otherwise. And all Lynne could think at that moment was Crazy? Or cute? Nah, definitely crazy…
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“me back?! I wanna see that face, so I can punch it silly!”
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“Empyrean Child, like. However, why do I feel as if he’s no threat at all?
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“oh? A girl’s voice? Interesting.
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“… Shit. Lynne’s eyes immediately grew larger as he heard the last part of the sentence. Y’se did mention that my mom and her other clansmen were situated south. Could it be that the news of my and father’s arrival was leaked? No, it should be impossible. Y’se reassured me that any form of communication with the world outside the formation was impossible.
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“… This is bad, Lynne thought, ignoring the girl for the time being. Could they be thinking that I’m aiming to save the Dragon? No, impossible. Very few people actually know that. Still… how the hell did a bunch of Grand Mages infiltrate us so easily? There’s a very distinct difference between auras of Magus Realm and Grand Realm… and even Y’se missed it? Just who are these people?
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“… Fuck! Lynne immediately jumped onto his feet, carefully looking around with creased brows. A week ago, he had stumbled upon the book called ‘Contemporary Record of Ancient Clans’. Among one them was a Clan called Shadows, that had disappeared ten or so generations ago, but their traces can occasionally be found through some minor realms. According to the book, the Faithful Ones are the Clan Ancestors’ direct disciples, and no one knows just how many of them are there.
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“We should be safer her. “How many of you have infiltrated our ranks?”
“If the formation can no longer hide us, should we pull the brunt of our forces down south and further enhance the perimeter? No, that will draw too many curious eyes and they’ll know something’s wrong. Should I take a few elites and move myself outside the formation to scout the surroundings? No, that’s too risky. The immediate vicinity is probably being watched constantly. What were they hired for in the first place? Low-key obstruction? Or something much bigger? Even more importantly, can they sneak outsiders through the formation somehow? No, they shouldn’t be able to… right? “E-excuse me? A-are you Lynne?”
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“Haii, aren’t you ashamed of yourself? She appeared middle-aged, her hair black and curled, face riddled with faint scars that are yet to heal. Her eyes appeared somewhat dead as she looked at him. “I didn’t expect the mighty King to be so heartless as to kill me for some pointless Mortals. You’d rather risk knowing nothing and uphold ‘justice’, rather than consider their sacrifices worth it?”
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