Game World's Awakening
Chapter 149: Meeting of important people

Chapter 149: Meeting of important people

This was a second confirmation that he could awaken his summons with his Talent. His strength increased quite a bit when he could do so.

In fact, he had already tasked Steward to get him the materials he would need for the potion, so he would soon be able to make it.

For now, that was the least of it. The important thing was that he had created a summoning of a Type-1 Race. Now he didn’t understand what it meant or the importance of them, but he sensed that they would be crucial in his future as a summoner.

Besides, thanks to the 5 in sense added to it, he was able to save stat points.

Not wanting to waste much more time, he immediately did the 2nd summoning and was also successful. He was created from a human’s body and received the 5 points in sense, which was great.

He spent 5 points in strength on the highest summon he had just created. That gave it 25 points in strength and made it a swordsman. He also spent 2 points on vitality, to increase it to 10. Despite being a swordsman, he did not give it agility.

He thought the system would give it 5 points in agility for getting a class and for being the only one it lacked, but no. It gave them to him in Sense. He didn’t care either. He hadn’t expected this invocation to be agile.

Besides, it was smart now that the summon had 10 points in Sense.

For the smaller one, he made it an Infiltrator, or that was his intention. To do this, he added 5 points to agility, so that he had 25 and thus received the Class. He then spent 3 more on strength and 3 points on additional sense to increase that attribute to 20.

Not only did he make it very agile, but he also made it very smart.

He now had 12 points left in Strength. 1 in agility. 9 in vitality and 4 in sense.

His agility was at 59, so he was tempted to raise it, but he had to be patient in case his summons needed to be more agile.

After he had completed creating his new summons, which he would be using frequently for this mission, Jenna returned to the hotel.

The two exchanged information about what they had.

Apparently, they will have busy days starting tomorrow.

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Meanwhile, back in Loen City.

Some important people were gathered somewhere in the city.

There were several guild masters, politicians, and even a member of the Awakened Association.

Foreigners and natives sat at a round table, discussing something very important.

"The place where we had Jeff hidden was destroyed. The losses are a few hundred million, considering what we have invested in that drug to keep selling." Said Master Roy, who was to lead this meeting today, opening the subject.

But another, a stranger, quickly tapped the table impatiently.

"The money is the least of it, a few hundred is hardly tickling. The point is that Jeff was kidnapped, right?" He said sternly.

"Yes." Roy confirmed. "We don’t know where he is."

"Shit." Alexander slammed his fist on the table. "Do you know who did it?"

"Yes, we do." Roy replied.

"Oh? Tell us then. Why all the mystery?"

"It’s because it’s hard to believe. But it was Elliot Clark, your nephew. He was accompanied by that woman, Jenna White."

Alexander’s countenance visibly fell, dismayed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. The source is reliable, from one of the young masters who recently came to town. He was there and was able to witness it."

"He couldn’t help them?"

"That’s the problem. He said an overwhelming presence was watching him at the time, and he couldn’t do anything but run away."

"W-wh-what?!" Alexander banged on the table and stood up. "An overwhelming presence!? Impossible! Could it be...?" his body trembled as he thought of someone.

But Roy gave him a stern look. "No fuss, Mr. Alexander."

Alexander then frowned and realized he had become upset. They wouldn’t be here if that presence were the person he thought.

"I understand your concern." Roy said, continuing. "I also thought it would be that man, but nothing has happened to us, so it shouldn’t be. From what little I’ve been able to find out, apparently, someone strong is training that guy, and he was sent there on a mission. But I don’t know anything else. The information peddlers around town have only put out those guesses and nothing more."

Finally, other people decided to join the conversation.

"To break the protection we had in that place and kill everyone, in addition to destroying the place, requires someone of at least Hero Rank, right? Is that so-called master that powerful?"

"Yes. I couldn’t feel it, but according to Young Master, he said he felt like he was suffocating in his presence. So he should be at Hero Rank..." He said and paused slightly before adding, "Or above."

Silence reigned in the already silent room.

Someone above Hero Rank was a mythical Saint Rank.

Crap. There weren’t many people at that rank on the entire continent.

Could there be someone like that around here?

’Only the leader of the Runic Kingdom is at that level...’ They all thought.

They didn’t believe this man was lurking around here, so they clung to the idea that he wasn’t a Saint but a Hero.

That was just as deadly for them, though.

After a minute of silence, someone else spoke again.

"Jeff... where is he? Do you have any information about where he might have fallen, and what information they have? "

Roy shook his head with a pitiful sigh.

"We have no idea where he is, but surely somewhere in Angelic Wave territory. As for the information... he gave it all away. Elliot heard everything Jeff knows."

"Shit."

"That fucking bastard."

Roy nodded, in agreement wanting to curse him. "What worries me is just that. With everything Elliot now knows and this mysterious master... I think there’s going to be some payback coming from him soon. We need to move fast. I worry that Jeff will be taken and guarded in the territory of the Runic Kingdom. It’s almost impossible to penetrate there these days."

"Even our contacts there couldn’t do anything?"

"No. We don’t want to risk our men being discovered."

"You’re right..."

Silence fell over the room again, and they all leaned back in the backs of their chairs, thoughtful.

A while later, one of them sighed.

"Shit. Looks like all the investment we made in hiding that bastard will be lost."

"And now we have no coin to trade in case that bastard SkyDome returns."

"Well, we could use the corpses of his family..." Someone suggested, but someone else killed their illusions.

"They are already in Agora. They’ll be transferred to Central soon."

"Sigh... We have no choice but to speed things up?"

"Looks like it."

Roy sighed and stood up.

"It’s time we started taking losses to speed things up. By now, we should have enough control of the cemeteries to empty their graves, right?"

"About half, but yes."

"I think it will be enough. Anyway, we will accelerate everything. If we are lucky, we could come in with a great footing for the World Championship and give a tremendous blow on the table of the continent. So, this is no time to slack off."

"Master Roy is right. We have been working for a long time. It’s a job inherited from ancient times. Now we are finally close to success. When we realized we could succeed in our generation, we accelerated everything. We even got everyone out of the way who could be a nuisance. Are we going to give up just because they now have some of the information?"

"Jeff was important, but only on the scale of future-proofing. On the overall scale of our mission, he is of no importance whatsoever. It’s time for our Altar to vibrate with the earth and reach out into the bloody streams of our enemies."

"It is time for us to return to rule these lands."

"Are we going to falter now?"

Who was speaking this time was a man who had remained silent from the start. His dark robes covered him completely, and his pointed ears showed between the corners of the hood.

These robes had gray embroidery, but the most characteristic thing about them was a large printed logo.

It was the logo that, for those familiar with the history of the past, belonged to a world-famous organization 400 years ago. Perhaps the 2nd ruler of these lands after the fall of the Ancestor Lee.

This organization had already been lost in the annals of history. No one remembered it, except those few historians curious about the past.

But no one understood how they could have disappeared either. At what point did they disappear, and why?

According to history, that organization was eradicated, but by whom, and how did they do it?

No one could answer that question.

And it makes sense.

They were never eradicated; they have simply been patient. They have spent hundreds of years in the shadows and have patiently waited for the right time.

The words of this man, whose status in the room was the highest but who spoke to them as equals, were enough to ignite the spark in everyone’s hearts.

An almost crazy spark.

As if they were being controlled by magic.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with heated words and other jubilation.

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