Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 761 - 766 The Tardy Order

Chapter 761: Chapter 766 The Tardy Order

Yarebin said he could tell, and, well, he certainly wasn’t wrong.

The extent to which a person’s gaze could be piercingly sharp was something Yang Yi experienced today; in front of Yarebin, he felt as though all his secrets were laid bare under the sun.

Yang Yi hoped Yarebin would explain how he had figured it out.

Yang Yi now suspected that Yarebin had seen through Anton’s origins.

Anton remained silent. After glancing at Yarebin twice, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "If you can see through everything, why bother asking me?"

Yarebin pursed his lips, then threw his head back, cocking his head at the person standing behind him and said with a smile, "Doesn’t he look just like a child full of resentment towards his parents?"

The person behind Yarebin nodded.

Yarebin smiled at Anton and, after pondering for a moment, suddenly said, "But when you handle a gun, especially your tactical movements have a very strong Black Devil style. However, you’re not a Black Devil. I know every official member of the Black Devils, so you must be a quasi-official member who has undergone the complete training of the Black Devils but didn’t join them."

After he finished speaking, Yarebin placed his hands on his cane and continued to speak slowly to Anton, "There are a total of fourteen groups selecting members for the Black Devil. The last person who passed all assessments and officially became a Black Devil was approved by me."

Anton’s gaze began to waver, and he didn’t dare to look directly at Yarebin, only managing to glance up before quickly lowering his head again.

Yarebin continued speaking at a deliberate pace, "Every member of the Black Devils is precious because the success rate is too low. I pay close attention to everyone who has the potential to become a Black Devil; of course, this potential refers to students who have passed most of the training. Hmm, and those who pass all the training and assessments are increasingly rare. I remember the last report presented to me showed only one person."

Anton’s breathing became ragged, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Yarebin kept on at the same measured pace, "After two years since the last newcomer officially joined the Black Devils, finally another had completed all the training and assessments. His codename was Anton. Unfortunately, on the eve of my issuing the order of approval, the Soviet Union was no more, so you never officially became a Black Devil, nor did you step into KGB Headquarters to complete the final step."

Anton’s breathing nearly stopped, and he looked at Yarebin incredulously.

Yarebin nodded and said, "It seems you are indeed Anton."

Anton stood up, his voice a bit hoarse.

"You can recognize me?"

Yarebin laughed, then pointed to his eyes and said, "I’ve grown old, but I’m not confused. Of course, I didn’t recognize your appearance. At that time, you were young. It’s your actions I recognized. Of course, that’s irrelevant. I wanted to see you only to ask why you hate me."

Anton clenched his fists tightly, then said with difficulty, "Why is there no more Soviet Union? Since you are the all-powerful Black Devil, what did you do?"

Yarebin let out a soft sigh and then said with a bitter expression, "I knew you were going to ask me this question, and I can answer you. The answer is I couldn’t stop it. Because I was the captain of the Black Devils, I was only a part of the Black Devils. If the Black Devils were the sharpest knife of the Soviet Union, I was the handle of the knife, but not the one who wielded the handle."

Anton’s face turned the color of deathly ash.

Yarebin smiled and said, "If someone had wielded the blade of Black Devil back then, I would have done everything possible, but..."

Anton looked towards Yarebin, wanting to hear what this ’but’ was about.

Yarebin’s expression held a hint of helplessness as he whispered, "The successor I chose, my deputy commander, made a choice that I did not, and so I became the loser. After the Soviet Union fell apart, I went into a retirement home, and it was only recently that I finally left the place of my soft imprisonment, which is why I had the opportunity to meet you."

Anton murmured in disbelief, "You were also under soft imprisonment?"

Yarebin replied indifferently, "It’s more like self-exile. Some wished for the Soviet Union to persist, others for it to disappear. The same was true for Black Devil. So, some people made a pact to struggle for the reassembly of the Soviet Union and agreed upon a secret signal, believing that when the time was ripe, they would send out the signal for everyone to regroup and do something."

Anton was deeply moved and said with a trembling voice, "Have you...started to act?"

Yarebin shook his head and said, "No, the Soviet Union can never return, and anyone with a brain understands this. It’s just that some people can’t withstand loneliness and banded together to do some things. I saw that signal, then I too felt some loneliness, so I left the retirement home to do something with my former brothers to alleviate it."

Anton stood speechless, while Yarebin said matter-of-factly, "I rarely explain too much to others, but you’re different. If I don’t clarify some things, you won’t understand what happened, so I’m willing to explain in detail. You might ask why I didn’t say these things when I first met you?"

"Yes, why not?"

It was Yang Yi who couldn’t help but ask.

Yarebin smiled and answered, "It’s simple. The situation didn’t allow it. I certainly wouldn’t talk about these things after being surrounded. Since I met Brian and knew what he wanted, I was sure I’d meet Brian again, and after meeting Brian, I’d naturally meet you, just like now."

Anton asked sternly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Yarebin sighed and said, "You know, Black Devil is quite out of line now, so I’ve come out. Taking care of and leading Black Devil to victory after victory is my responsibility. As for you..."

Yarebin looked at Anton with a serious face and said, "Why you’re called here is for me to confirm whether you’re Anton or not. Now I’m sure you are, and there’s only one thing left for me to do."

Yarebin extended a hand backward, and someone behind him placed an object in his hand. Then Yarebin tossed the object towards Anton.

Anton caught the object, glanced at it in his palm, and then clenched it tightly again.

Yarebin stood up, his face solemn as he said, "Anton, congratulations on passing all the assessments. You can now officially join Black Devil. I have signed the order, announcing you as a formal member of Black Devil. Congratulations."

Anton trembled all over, but Yarebin let out a long sigh and waved his hand, saying, "There would have been a very formal and solemn ceremony, but the ceremony doesn’t really matter. I declare you a formal member of Black Devil, and that’s that. A belated order is better than none."

Anton’s voice trembled, "I am...I am...a member of Black Devil now?"

Yarebin smirked and said, "If I say you are, then you are. This is my power, and no one else can exercise this authority besides me, so of course you’re a member of Black Devil now."