"Everyone," Dweezel said, "I sincerely apologize and feel ashad for not fully attending the event. As you all know, I’m not as strong as I once was, and I’m certain that the leader of the Hadean Varsa terrorists, the forr Voidweaver Sanada Eiichiro, will always be after and my life.
As arrogant as it may sound, I am a pillar of humanity, and I cannot allow myself to fall—at least not until a majority of the threats have been resolved."
Upon hearing Dweezel’s words, the expressions of the heroes softened.
The Golden Sun Hero truly had a special place in everyone’s hearts.
"The WAA has guided us for millennia, and it’s no exaggeration to say they have been instruntal in shaping the world for humanity. The world leaders are human like us; they make mistakes too. I hope we can continue to trust one another and collaborate, especially during these trying tis.
It’s essential for everyone to unite if we are to have any hope of achieving lasting peace," Dweezel continued.
However, the next mont, the retired hero’s expression turned icy.
Then, words erged from his mouth that no one could have anticipated.
"That being said, the first step toward achieving such a monuntal goal is to eliminate any moles. It’s disheartening, but… there is a traitor among us. Moreover, the traitor is most definitely a hero."
Everyone’s eyes widened upon hearing the retired hero’s words.
Dweezel was implying that the reason the terrorists managed to attack wasn’t due to the live broadcast!
Naturally, Shye’s heart began racing wildly, though he imdiately tried to calm it down the best he could the next instant.
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He had prepared a recall point, but he still had to draw a recall circle for him to escape should things go sour.
’Calm down, Shye… they’re just speculating… you haven’t been found out yet…’ Shye thought to himself, taking a quiet, deep breath. ’I could still use an ergency escape talisman, but if I go that route, I’d be hunted like a deer in Valenzia City…’
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He imdiately began thinking of escape options.
"A traitor? Sir Dweezel, with all due respect, every hero has undergone ticulous background checks for weeks, if not months. How could there possibly be a traitor among us? Are you certain it didn’t co from the live broadcast? For experienced geographers, and with a bit of assistance from so mana-powered devices, pinpointing the location of the grand hall isn’t too difficult.
I’m fairly certain that’s where the breach occurred…" Chellione Region’s mage hero questioned.
Most of the veteran heroes in the venue had the sa thoughts, so they were glad that soone was courageous enough to voice it out to Dweezel Hawkins.
"Hmm, yes, I’m sure the terrorists could’ve pinpointed the location of the venue just from that," Dweezel confird, further confusing the heroes.
"However, did you notice how well-prepared they were? They managed to coordinate with one another and brought nurous devices that assisted them in their attack. Furthermore, they even prepared reliable escape thods for their elites. It would be impossible for them to be that ready if they had only just learned about the location.
No… I’m convinced that soone here is connected to a terrorist group and inford them, likely hours in advance."
Upon hearing the retired Golden Sun Hero’s explanation, realization dawned upon everyone in the venue.
Naturally, they frowned, a few even gnashing their teeth and clenching their fists in fury.
Their long-ti comrades and youth representatives were slaughtered because of the damned mole!
"I understand now, Sir Dweezel. But how can you be certain the mole is a hero and not a youth representative?"
"I don’t get that part either, Sir Dweezel. Could you clarify?"
Of course, Dweezel was more than willing to explain.
"That’s because the youth representatives weren’t given the location of the banquet. Only the heroes knew," the retired Golden Sun Hero explained.
"But what if the heroes told their youth representatives where the banquet was?" A Fanfirian hero chid in.
"Hmm, possible, but very unlikely. I’m confident that all of you received clear instructions not to share the location with anyone, though you may not have realized your representatives were left in the dark." Dweezel patiently explained.
The heroes promptly questioned the remaining representatives at the venue, asking if they had been inford of the banquet’s location.
After confirming that the representatives truly hadn’t been told in advance, the veteran heroes frowned.
The mole was, as Dweezel had said, one of the heroes.
One of the sharper heroes suddenly had a flash of realization and spoke quickly, urgency in their voice:
"Sir Dweezel, could the traitor be one of the young heroes? The banquet has occurred regularly, and the attendees have been mostly the sa—except for this year. Now we have Albus Verona of the Poison Cloud and the four newly inaugurated young heroes." A mage heroine from Weaven speculated.
"Very perceptive, Lady Diana Lunaria of the Silver Moon. The traitor is indeed one of the five youngsters you just ntioned," Dweezel confird.
The Hawkin Guard vice-captain then activated a tal cube device to secure the entire area, blocking anyone from escaping with ergency escape talismans.
Dweezel’s words caused everyone to turn toward the four young heroes, as well as the relatively young Albus Verona of the Poison Cloud, their gazes icy cold.
They were eager to unmask the traitor.
At this mont, cold sweat ran down Shye’s back.
He couldn’t believe that, despite all the convincing acting he’d done earlier, he was now so close to being exposed.
He had long accepted the role of becoming a villain and facing most of the heroes on his own.
However, not right now.
He wasn’t ready yet.
On top of that, he was exhausted and surrounded; if his allegiance were revealed here, it would undoubtedly lead to his death.
’Sh*t! Sh*t! This f*cking Dweezel…I swear I’ll ruin every last bit of your plan if I manage to survive today…’ Shye cursed inwardly.
A part of him couldn’t shake the feeling that he might et his end today.
With the way things were unfolding, it seed increasingly likely that he would be discovered.
To his surprise, just as the deliberation about which of the five youngest heroes might be the traitor began, the young Deltran heroine suddenly bolted at full speed, panic flashing in her eyes and her teeth clenched tightly.
Riding her elental staff, Axelle Vespertine of the Scorching Luminosity suddenly bolted toward one of the grand hall’s ceiling-high glass windows, attempting to escape.
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