1157 Surviving Data (2)
What Erik needed right now was to analyze the information about the Blackguards' command structure. Based on what he learned until that point, there were at least three divisions, aning three leaders. But were there more? He had to find out, because that would change his targets, his strategy, and his approach.
He kept searching.
While the files were frustratingly sparse, one crucial detail erged: there were only three divisions.
It ant there were only two more commanders to eliminate, and the blackguards' leadership would be dismantled. There wasn't actual data on who these people were. Obviously, they made it, so every piece of data about them had been erased. Sothing that was also missing was everything related to Doran's research. That would have been a great boon, because he might have shared this information with Becker. If he wanted to use it, to fight the blackguards or do sothing else, even better.
Erik didn't really care. He was planning on disappearing once and for all, once all of this ended. Humans had been a disappointnt for Erik throughout his life, and a minute more spent among them was too much.
[It might also be because they thought they could give ti to the guy on Mur to do sothing.]
Erik said.
[It is a possibility, but after centuries, I think not much remains.]
[All right, but it will require ti.]
[Injection complete.]
Erik removed his hand from the server. The room seed different now, as if it were filled with the echoes of countless private conversations, secret doubts, and hidden ambitions.
He gave a look at his watch.
He thought about what he had gained.
The geographic data would help him navigate Mur. It would tell him what to search for and what to avoid.
Despite everything, he got what he needed—not everything he'd hoped for, but enough to begin planning his next moves.
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