Shadow Slave

Chapter 1866

Chapter 1866: Cutting the Red Tape Chapter 1866: Cutting the Red Tape

NQSC was in chaos.

The damage dealt to the city by the bloodshed in the strongholds of the House of Night was minimal, even though some of the battles had briefly spilled onto the streets.

However, the blow dealt to the morale of the citizens was severe.

The news of what had truly happened was slow to spread, and this time, even the government propaganda machine was not sure how to handle the unprecedented and ominous event. Because of that, wild rumors were spreading, making already anxious people feel even less secure.

Granted, the actual truth was, in many senses, much worse than the rumors.

The streets of the city were strangely desolate. Those people who did venture outside walked with hurried steps. The public transport was enveloped by tense silence… the fires had been put out, but pillars of smoke were still rising into the sky.

In that subdued atmosphere, a procession of armored PTVs stopped in front of the government headquarters, and a young woman with strange and vivid vermilion eyes stepped out of one of them.

Usually, Morgan would have changed into an appropriate attire for an official visit, but wasting time on appearances was a luxury she did not have today. So, she was still wearing her battle armor, her red cloak moving slightly in the wind.

Her hands were encased in intricate gauntlets forged of black steel. The craftsmanship was stellar, but they were still burdensome when trying to perform finer tasks. Sadly, there was little she could do about that.

Morgan missed her molded leather gloves.

A small army of guards poured out of the armored PTVs — most of them were mundane retainers of the clan, so their presence was purely symbolic. It did look like the government compound was about to be besieged, which was the intended purpose.

Maintaining a calm and slightly haughty expression, Morgan ascended the stairs and entered the stronghold. She heard gasps and saw the government workers in the lobby react to her entrance. Some paled; others were enthralled by her Transcendent beauty. She did not spare any of them any attention and walked forward with confident steps.

A man with a bit more poise gave her a deep bow.

"Lady Morgan. Why…"

him coldly and saw the

me to the council

He hesitated.

"But…"

grew a little more intense, and all the

"T—this way, my lady…"

entourage remained in the lobby as she was

countless security checkpoints and fortified chokeholds on the way. No one dared to bar her path or slow her down, though — even if they wished, they couldn't. There would have been a complicated

of the government had mostly likely given their permission, as

that was entirely the point. The

two, and its leaders were a mix of those who carried the Nightmare Spell and those who did not. In

him any attention, though. Instead,

Ruin, Dream Merchant, Soul Reaper, Nightingale, and

the conference room had been in the middle of a heated discussion just a few moments ago, but when she entered, they all fell silent, looking at

chair, dragged it away

it seemed as if the leaders of the government were the nervous

gentlemen. It is good to

Wake of Ruin a brief glance. The old man — just as unpleasant as ever —

do you

gaze with a

It is a pleasure to

He scoffed.

to exchange pleasantries? As you can see,

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