Even in the face of the apocalypse ga's arrival, the core district of the Imperial City remained bustling and prosperous.
The Lannisters, a family of imnse influence, owned several luxurious villas in this area.
At this mont, Kean, the young master of the Lannisters, was inside one of these opulent residences, listening to the reports from his subordinates.
"According to the intelligence we've gathered, Jeremy has already entered the instance. We can only seize the divine artifact from his hands once he exits,"
A middle-aged man with a grave expression read tensely from the notebook in his hand.
Kean was seated on a nearby sofa, seemingly more engrossed in savoring the high-end wine from the cabinet than in the man's report.
It wasn't until the middle-aged man finished speaking that Kean finally directed his gaze toward him.
"Is that all?" Kean inquired.
"That's all..." the man replied nervously.
Kean slowly placed his wine glass back on the cabinet and rose from the sofa, gradually approaching the middle-aged man.
"Is this the paltry, irrelevant information you managed to gather after all this ti?" Kean's voice dripped with contempt.
The middle-aged man was so tense he could barely speak. He took a couple of deep breaths before responding.
"Young Master, you should be aware of Jeremy's situation. Not only is he incredibly powerful, but he has also garnered support from nurous other factions."
"Excuses! These are all just excuses!"
Kean had now closed the gap, standing re steps away, his face twisted with fury.
"Even if Jeremy has backing from other factions, do you an to say that the Lannisters' power is insufficient? Have I not provided you with ample resources? Useless scum like you should not continue to exist in this world after the apocalypse ga's arrival!"
Kean, having said this much, turned his gaze sharply towards the two bodyguards stationed at the door.
"Drag him out and throw him into the instance we've prepared on the outskirts," he commanded.
"Yes, Young Master!" they responded in unison.
The Lannisters, a family with deep-rooted influence, had seized control over nurous instance entrances following the apocalypse ga's arrival.
The instance Kean referred to was notoriously challenging, and its difficulty was escalating as more players ventured into it.
Upon hearing that Kean intended to throw him into the instance, the middle-aged man dropped to his knees, crying out in desperation.
"Young Master, I truly have exerted all my efforts! Please, grant one more chance! I will do everything in my power to gather intelligence on Jeremy!" he pleaded loudly.
Kean remained utterly indifferent to the man's desperate entreaties.
The two bodyguards proceeded to drag the middle-aged man out of the room.
In the opulent room, a silence settled over the space as Kean took a deep breath and murmured softly.
"What a bunch of worthless incompetents. It appears I will have to devise a solution outside the instance."
Kean imdiately activated his walkie-talkie. "Have Butler Farr co in," he ordered.
Having said this, Kean reclined back into the sofa. Within seconds, a knock echoed from outside the room.
"Co in!" he called out.
With Kean's permission, Farr slowly pushed open the door to Kean's room. He did not imdiately step inside but tentatively inquired.
"Young Master, did you summon ?"
"Don't linger at the door, co in and speak." Kean responded.
These words from Kean stirred a complex mix of emotions within Farr.
As Kean's butler and one of the Lannisters' several stewards, Farr was well-acquainted with the family's temperant.
Whenever Kean invited soone into his room for a discussion, it typically signified that the situation was dire.
Steeling himself with a deep breath, Farr entered the room and shut the door behind him.
"You're aware of Jeremy, aren't you?" Kean asked.
"Of course, Young Master! I harbor an irreconcilable enmity towards him. The fact that he dared to steal your divine artifact is utterly unforgivable!"
Farr hurriedly declared his loyalty.
Kean smiled approvingly, indicating his satisfaction with Farr's response.
"It's good that you understand."
"So, Young Master, are you asking to deal with Jeremy?" Farr inquired.
"At the mont, dealing with him directly is unfeasible. He's already entered an instance. We can only settle the score once he erges," Kean explained.
"Then, what do you intend, Young Master?" Farr probed.
Kean did not imdiately answer. Instead, he casually tossed a stack of docunts at Farr's feet. "Since we can't deal with Jeremy for now, let's target his friends in the real world."
Farr picked up the docunts and quickly skimd through them.
"These individuals don't seem particularly strong. While I'd like to go after them directly, I must focus on enhancing my own abilities."
As Farr perused the docunts, Kean continued speaking slowly.
"I must elevate my strength to a level surpassing Jeremy's before he erges from the instance. So, you understand what needs to be done, don't you?"
Farr had by now finished reviewing the docunts.
He nodded emphatically, a cold determination in his voice. "Young Master, I understand perfectly! Rest assured, I will definitely avenge you!"
Kean was visibly pleased with Farr's response.
He nodded, his tone sowhat languid. "Very well then. Get moving imdiately!"
"Yes, Young Master! I will mobilize our most capable n to accompany . You can expect good news from soon!"
Farr swiftly exited Kean's room.
The mont he was out, he imdiately took out his phone and dialed one of his subordinates.
"It's . Gather all the strongest individuals we can muster at the quickest possible speed," he commanded.
"Butler Farr, are you certain about assembling all the strong individuals? So are still engaged in instances, and others are coordinating with other factions within the Lannisters."
"Are you daft? We don't need to gather those of the highest caliber! Just summon so of the top-tier guards from our Lannisters' security detail!" Farr retorted, a hint of irritation in his voice.
His dissatisfaction with his subordinate was palpable, but there was little he could do.
Despite being Kean's butler, Farr's influence within the Lannisters was limited.
Replacing these subordinates was beyond his power, and even Kean couldn't accomplish such a feat.
After issuing his orders, Farr hopped into a car and headed to one of the Lannisters' secret bases. During the ride, he ticulously reviewed the docunts Kean had provided once more.
"The upcoming operation appears to be relatively straightforward. Jeremy and his friends don't seem to pose much of a threat. As long as I bring along so of our more capable bodyguards, success is virtually guaranteed," Farr mused, his earlier tension now significantly alleviated.
With his confidence restored, Farr began to ticulously plan the operation, understanding that thorough preparation and assembling the right team would be pivotal to their success.
Initially, Farr had feared that Kean's task would be another arduous challenge.
To his relief, this mission appeared to be quite manageable.
By the ti Farr arrived at the secret base, his subordinates had already selected the mbers for the operation.
"Butler Farr, what do you think of these individuals?"
Farr's subordinate eagerly opened the car door for him.
Without acknowledging the subordinate, Farr stepped out and directly inspected the bodyguards that had been selected.
He was quite satisfied with their capabilities but needed to assert his authority as their superior. Thus, he deliberately pointed out a few less capable guards.
"Though this mission isn't particularly difficult, it is extrely important! The Young Master has entrusted with this task, and I must see it through. These individuals you selected just aren't strong enough," Farr criticized.
Faced with Farr's rebuke, the subordinate could only nod submissively.
"Alright, even though your performance wasn't perfect, I can see that you've tried your best. You won't be needed for the upcoming operation, stay here and continue your duties."
Farr dismissed him.
From Farr's perspective, this mission was straightforward and offered a pri opportunity to earn Kean's favor.
He certainly didn't intend to share this chance for easy credit with anyone else.
After sending the subordinate away, Farr addressed the bodyguards directly and bluntly.
"This mission is quite simple. We just need to deal with Jeremy's friends. Their strength is not formidable, and your skills are more than sufficient for this task."
At this juncture, Farr deliberately paused.
Reaching into his pocket, he produced a pouch brimming with energy crystals.
"This bag contains fourth-tier energy crystals. Upon successful completion of the mission, each of you will receive one as a reward."
The bodyguards erupted in astonishnt.
Although they were among the top-tier guards within the Lannisters, they were still just guards, not elite players.
A fourth-tier energy crystal was a valuable reward, and they were eager to start imdiately.
"Butler Farr, since this is an urgent task from the Young Master, we shouldn't waste any more ti! Let's get going!"
The other bodyguards echoed the sentint, urging Farr to move out quickly.
Farr was pleased with their enthusiasm.
"Your eagerness is comndable. Since everyone agrees we should depart swiftly, let's set off at once!" Farr commanded.
With that, Farr led the group of bodyguards toward Moonlight City, ready to execute their mission.
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