The Lord's Return Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Meeting

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<Breaking news, Mayor Moloson has made a public appearance once again after a long time and this time, it was to meet with this group living at The Rocks Hotel. We do not yet know the content of their conversation but it was inside one of the mayor's private jets and lasted more than fifteen minutes and that's a new record. As for who these people are, we only know six of them, the purple eyed man is still a mystery. We'll…> “I've compiled a file of the people in question. They were Courier Agents not long ago, often making deliveries from Eternas to the Villages or from the Villages to Eternas. Their captain is Yamih Klupa, a Warrior Class with a Rare Swordsman Skill and might even be from the Klupa Family, it's not yet confirmed. Then there's these two, Emily and Judith, Gunsman Class with the complementary Rage Skill, they are nobodies. We also have Chad, Mechanical Engineer Class with the Maintenance Skill, he was once a lecturer at Rulan Academy. His apprentice is a dropout of the academy, her name is Sasha, a smart young girl with a Rare Designer Model Skill. Last but not least, we have Doctor Carter, one of the best surgeons to ever come out of Hills Private Hospital. We don't know why he left his job to join Yamih but rumour has it a patient died in his hands, he also has X-Ray Vision. The blue eyed young man, we unfortunately don't know anything about him, he's on even on the database.” In a dark room with a round table, numerous people either wearing dresses or suits sat there with animal masks hiding their faces. There was a large flat screen tv with the photo of Luke and the others on it. A person wearing a dog mask was the one explaining the background of every person on the screen with everyone having a file bundle. “Sniffer-D, have you gotten any trail, an inkling of what these nobodies might have been discussing with Moloson for fifteen minutes, even that rabid dog Vikus was there so surely, whatever it was they were discussing is of utmost importance.” asked a member wearing a chameleon mask. “Thank you for asking that question Chameleon, not like I was going to go there after briefing everyone but the identities of these people. The main focus, I believe, is this person, Luke. That's his name gotten from unreliable sources, apparently, he got excellent marks in the Security Bureau tests, again, from unreliable sources. And he's apparently a Demi-Human, according to what the unreliable sources said.” “Just how unreliable are these sources of yours?” “They participated in the Security Bureau’s screening, saw ‘Luke’ and heard him say he was a Demi-Human. The reason why I say it's unreliable sources is because no Government Agent went to these people and asked them to sign a NDA, and if this information was important then Vikus would definitely suppress and cover it up.” “And what are the chances that this information is important, our sources are reliable and it's just Vikus playing mind games with us, wanting us to believe and overlook this information.” another member asked. “That's definitely a possibility but we don't have enough time to confirm whether Vikus is playing mind games or not. All we know is that this guy is the reason all of this happened. The only reliable information we have is from the journalists. They say that this Luke and his friends could accurately pinpoint their locations no matter how far they were or how hard they tried to hide themselves, it was simply useless,” said the dog masked person, scrolling through the photos taken yesterday and in all photos, Luke and his group seemed to be looking at the journalists were taking pictures of them, creating an eerie vibe. “Now, what do we do? Continue spying on them until they inadvertently blurt out the content from the private jet or do we send someone to bring them to us for interrogation?” “The first option is plausible but might take too long and the second option is more practical but might be difficult to execute, who knows what ki