Supremacy Games

1473 A Night Raid!

Ravager, Miss Sanae, and Nidam's expressions were a mix of shock, disbelief, and anger.

Ravager clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "I always respected him for the work he does for the low-

class spirits, but this? He's a warden, for heavens' sake! He's supposed to protect the citizens, not be a part of its underbelly!"

Nidam shook his head in dismay. "I have interacted with him so many times and even attended his seminars. It's hard to believe someone you've looked up to can be this... corrupted."

Miss Sanae's eyes flickered with anger, their usual calm replaced by a storm. "I knew that the organization had a far reach in the government, but this is getting ridiculous. This makes our job so much harder, considering the influence he has."

Felix leaned against the table, rubbing his temples. His thought process was vastly different than theirs.

'Elder Carbuncle, is this why you wanted me to become a law enforcer? Is this why you said that I need to be careful?'

Felix understood that Carbuncle had eyes all over the place, watching and documenting everything since the day he had gotten his scribe's title..

He figured that he watched his wife get abused or something, but now, he started to realize that the situation must be much worse than that.

'It can't be that his wife has been turned into a fallen specter.'

When he recalled how fallen specters become after the transformation, he couldn't imagine how was Carbuncle still holding his sanity...

"I know, shocking right?" Mr. Atticus continued on, "But when I studied the scale of the organization, I realized that he is still a mere member and the leader must be someone above him in rank. So, you are still interested in taking them down?"

"We already knew about that, stop trying to discourage us and spit everything you discussed with Sharky." Nidam ordered with a stern tone, "Don't miss a single detail, everything will be used in court when we bring him in."

"Fine." Mr. Atticus shrugged and began narrating, "He approached me at a party many years ago and told me that he had noticed my lack of trusted servants to continue my empire's expansion. So, he introduced me to the perfect 'product'. Fallen Specters."

"They don't need Lumus, significance they never pose a risk of being banished. They're obedient, almost robotically so. It's like their will has been stripped away. And the best part," Mr. Atticus added with a somewhat excited tone, "They don't register in the system. So you can have as many as you want, bypassing the servant limit."

many companies would do everything in their power to buy

spirit realm...If you want to work for someone, you have to be his servant or the servant of

all spirits would be connected one way or another and run their tasks with the law

outside of the equation since they had no desire to protect their rights by becoming

needs were met, they were the

me just one for

to buy more." Miss Sanae changed the subject quickly, "I assume you reached out

have purchased an additional ten from him months

protection program, it meant that he had already betrayed the Fallen Specters Organization. Instead of playing both sides and withholding information, it was

have them as enemies later on if the

was protected from everything related

you have any proof for the sale going

going through, plus the delivery of the fallen specters by Sharky's people." Mr. Atticus

us everything and be ready when we call you to testify in the court." Nidam said

luck in the realm." Mr. Atticus stood up as he

door, Ravager blocked him and leaned closer to his ear. Then, he whispered with a suppressed tone. "Sooner or later, your will cast into the depth of the spirit realm to wander for eternity...I will make sure of

you too." Mr. Atticus laughed in amusement and walked away,

"I expect my assistant to be in my office by the

he took

even evidence enough to put Sharky away

understanding with serious

have many more governmental officials hidden. If they wanted this to

weren't worried about him ratting them to the organization or giving them false

department was a hundred times scarier...Any smart man would rather

...

later...Near Sharky's

glow...As the clock tower chimed midnight, shadows began to move in synchrony, advancing towards

its magnificence and opulence, now stood as

Charleson's squad, cloaked in the night, moved swiftly and silently...They formed

to the grand entrance and blew it wide open