Chapter 881: Chapter 879: I’ve Never Seen Soone So Shaless
Richard continued: “Cheka Inspector, you find it odd that I singled out a fourteen-year-old pregnant girl. In fact, I find it equally odd that you singled out a type of ore from the mining site.
Indeed, this ore is sowhat different from the others, but it is just ore. Why assign it anings beyond its nature?
You think my extensive mining and storage of it in a hidden underground warehouse is abnormal. Let tell you why I do this. It’s because this ore constantly emits corrosive energy that, when in long-term contact with living beings, can trigger mutations, making them extrely violent.
If I were to explain this matter, we need to go back a long ti. Back then, you hadn’t arrived at the branch yet. Mysterious incidents involving demonized creatures attacking people occurred near Shambala Town. To maintain peace, the branch specifically sent Wizard Joseph to handle it.
Before handling it, Joseph had brief contact with to deliver a crystal ball. It was then I gave him feedback on the crystal ball and also learned from him about Shambala Town and the situation with the demonized creatures.
Later, Wizard Joseph dealt with the demonized creatures. By chance, I visited Shambala Town and conceived the idea of mining there. With the mining of ores in the town, I discovered a type of ore that could trigger demonized creature riots, shedding light on Wizard Joseph’s mission.
However, I wasn’t completely certain initially. Out of caution, I could only have people concentrate on mining these ores, pack them into lead boxes that isolated energy, and store them in a hidden underground warehouse.
After sealing them, to prevent outsiders from accessing them, I had people guard them strictly. To figure out the chanism by which these ores caused demonized creatures to mutate, I specifically invited Wizards Audric and Bar to test them, but they didn’t give satisfactory answers. So I’ve been trying to study it myself.”
“You want to study it yourself?” Cheka said icily.
“Yes, I want to study it myself,” Richard replied. “What’s wrong with that? Before joining the organization, I was a wizard in the Prolo Society, with a strong pursuit of the unknown.
In fact, I find the Prolo Society and the Truth Society quite similar. They both pursue sothing eternal. — The Prolo Society seeks endless knowledge, while the Truth Society seeks absolute truth.
It was this similarity that made decide to join the Truth Society, to contribute to it, and have it help grow.
But now, I see that there might be so misunderstandings. Maybe the Truth Society isn’t as wonderful as I once imagined.
Otherwise, why is it that rely wanting to research an unknown ore brings deep suspicion from so, thinking that I’m harming the organization’s interests? Such an organization doesn’t seem grand but instead carries a whiff of decay, rigidity, and targeted harassnt.
I think maybe I’ve blocked soone’s path, or perhaps I’ve been used as a pawn. If so, then quitting the Truth Society would be a wise choice for .”
“You feel targeted and persecuted, so you want to leave the Truth Society?” Cheka gritted his teeth, squeezing his words through his teeth, “Wizard Richard, there’s no need to speak so ambiguously. If you think I’m persecuting you, if you believe I’m retaliating against you for so reason, you can say it outright!”
“Really?” Richard gave Cheka a deep look, not hesitating at all, nodded, and said, “Okay then, Cheka Inspector, I’m talking about you. I now believe you are persecuting , targeting , using as a pawn against soone else.”
“Bold! Rubbish!” Cheka slamd the table hard, shouting.
But Richard wasn’t afraid, he glanced at Supervisor Long i’er who didn’t express any stance, then looked at Cheka and continued without any face-saving asure:
“Bold? Rubbish? Cheka Inspector, frankly, I think these two terms are more suitable for you.
You previously said you have a title, ‘Hound’, which you earned after making six significant contributions to the organization, a source of pride for you. I respect that.
However, using this title as evidence, using your intuition as reason to accuse of potentially harming the organization, I can’t accept that, and I think you may have mixed up so logic.
You should know, you got the ‘Hound’ title by finding loopholes and making contributions, not that having the ‘Hound’ title allows you to find loopholes and make contributions.
A title is an honor, representing past achievents but it’s not a sign of competence. It doesn’t an you can falsely accuse others just because you have a title. I admit you rank higher than . You’re an inspector. I’m just an outer mber of the organization, and you’re from headquarters while I’m rely at a branch. But regardless of your higher rank, reasoning should still matter.
What justifies your imdiate suspicion of from the start? If I indeed have issues, please provide evidence, and if there’s no evidence, return my innocence.
You find the ore suspicious, potentially threatening the organization. Then please, clarify how exactly it’s suspicious, how it threatens the organization’s safety!
If I’m not wrong, since you seized the ore powder, you’ve likely attempted identification, trying to get to the bottom of it. But to this day, you haven’t gotten any results, so you can only raise your voice questioning about what this ore powder is and what it’s for.
But in reality, I don’t know either. I can’t possibly give you any answers. It’s like soone accusing of theft. When I’m clearly innocent, why would I admit? Even if the other threatens, using their status, I still wouldn’t admit it, and I believe the bystanders wouldn’t believe it either.
Indeed, this is a normal world, where most people are wise. Only a very few are so excessively wise that their brains are sowhat confused, finding this affair reasonable. If by now, the other party keeps nagging to the point of unequivocally accusing as a thief, then I have just one thing to say.
That is, their shalessness and wisdom truly surpass everyone I’ve ever t, indeed, everyone.”
“You!” Cheka’s eyes widened as he pointed a trembling finger at Richard, his whole body shaking continuously.
His face turned an alarming shade of purplish-red, blood vessels protruding, like shriveled dying worms writhing continuously beneath his skin.
“Puh!”
Suddenly, Cheka spat a mouthful of fresh blood, falling backward to the floor, the abruptness startling most in the conference room.
However, Richard wasn’t surprised, he rely watched Cheka calmly, with a hint of lingering satisfaction on his face, as if ready to say more once Cheka got back up.
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