The Hidden Society is a very mysterious organization.
Its mbers are eerie, cunning, and intelligent, each possessing extrely formidable power.
This organization has always walked in the shadows, unconcerned with everything that happens on the Sky Do Continent.
Whether it be wars between nations or even invasions by demons.
They seed to maintain a transcendent posture, detached from the world.
However, for so reason, in recent tis this mysterious organization has occasionally started to erge in the secular world, and Tatter was a mber of the Hidden Society.
Even so, the activities of the Hidden Society mbers were only limited to the Exeter Kingdom, and they were not very interested in other regions engaged in wars with demons. They had no intention of throwing themselves into the thick of it.
Alfred’s knowledge about the Hidden Society was not very extensive, only knowing a little from what Tatter had ntioned.
Who the leader of the Hidden Society was and how powerful they were, nobody knew; the person was highly secretive.
But there is a second-in-command in the Hidden Society, known among witches for her notoriety as the Pride Witch. It is said that this woman possesses the power to dominate the will of others, effortlessly transforming living beings into her puppets, which is truly terrifying.
Yet even a powerful figure like the Pride Witch is only the second-in-command of the Hidden Society, which alone is enough to hint at how terrifying the power of the Hidden Society truly is.
Why the formidable Pride Witch chose to join the Hidden Society is sothing Tatter did not fully understand, knowing only that many years ago, one day she suddenly appeared at a eting of the Hidden Society, expressing her desire to beco one of them.
This act naturally t with opposition from so of the older mbers, but such opposition was of no value. Apart from the mysterious leader, other mbers were quickly suppressed by the Pride Witch.
Throughout, the leader of the Hidden Society had never taken action.
Tatter surmised that even the leader might not have been confident enough to defeat the Pride Witch... Of course, these things were not necessary to tell his good friend, as it would damage the image of the Hidden Society.
Alfred always found this mysterious organization a bit weird, as if many things in this world were being manipulated by it, such as the Prince of Exeter’s rebellion. Alfred sensed that perhaps the Hidden Society’s shadow was lurking behind it.
Not just Alfred, even Qin Chu was clueless about this mysterious organization. There was no helping it; the main area of activity for the Hidden Society was the Exeter Kingdom... and during the first week, Qin Chu had never co this way.
This nation was really a bit too remote.
For Alfred, he did not care what the true goal of the Hidden Society was, as long as it did not affect his current status and position.
He also had absolutely no intention of opposing the Hidden Society; he was very aware of how vast the organization was, and how terrifying its power. He would be no match for it, as vulnerable as a toad in front of a carriage, and even the so-called Elf King would be easily crushed into mince.
Alfred even suspected that the Hidden Society had intentionally arranged for Tatter to make contact with him, perhaps wanting to recruit him as a mber of the Hidden Society.
After all, Alfred, having reached Level 86, bore the title of Gale Martial God and wielded a thin sword with an attack speed as fast as a shooting star. Although Tatter had never extended an invitation, which puzzled Alfred sowhat.
But none of this mattered; now Alfred only hoped to use the Hidden Society to obtain Sylph.
Sylph’s indifference caused him pain and even hatred, but the more she did so, the more Alfred wanted to possess Sylph.
That woman who haunts his dreams, even if only a withered and desolate body remains, even if she were but ashes, he would have her.
But to obtain Sylph by normal ans was almost impossible; perhaps the Magic Potion concocted by the Pride Witch, capable of manipulating the mind and consciousness, altering mories, would be a good choice.
It’s not his fault; he hasn’t done anything wrong... A neurasthenic smile appeared on Alfred’s face. It’s all Sylph’s fault, isn’t it? Why did she forget their agreent?
Not just Sylph, but also that bastard who possessed Sylph before him, who stole Sylph’s purity from her.
Just thinking about this made Alfred’s heart feel as if it were being grasped by a sharp claw, spasms of piercing pain coursing through him.
That man, his na is Qin Chu, right?
A slightly twisted smile appeared on his face. He wanted to punish and judge that man, to make him pay the heaviest price for all he had done.
"Tatter, my best friend." Taking a deep breath, Alfred turned to his companion.
"Are you suggesting that I help investigate the matter of Sylph and Miss Asina’s master, Qin Chu?" Tatter asked with a faint smile.
Alfred’s eyes widened in astonishnt.
How did Tatter know?
The na Asina had been uttered by Sylph only a couple of tis, and Tatter wasn’t around then, was he?
Tatter gently rubbed his forehead: "My brother, you might need to understand this world a little more..."
Is it so hard to guess this? Alfred incessantly pined for Sylph in his heart; could you not pay a little more attention to matters concerning Sylph?
Although the Kingdom of Exeter is quite remote, there are still so rchants who co and go, bringing news from outside the Kingdom.
Sylph, the Ghost Shooter.
One of the forr mbers of the Hero Team.
After the Second Generation Brave Warrior, Qin Chu, was summoned, she naturally beca one of the teammates by Qin Chu’s side.
And the buxom and graceful magician beside Sylph, who could it be if not Asina, the Great Mage from the Hero Team?
Other than the Hero Qin Chu, who else could possibly be the master of these two outstanding won, Sylph and Asina?
This obvious fact that anyone could deduce with a little thought, my dear friend here is completely clueless about... Tatter seriously doubted, this elf must have had all his gifts blocked by his thick skin at birth, preventing them from penetrating his brain.
But even if that person is a Hero, so what?
Who has the Hidden Society ever feared? Tatter is extrely confident in the power of the Hidden Society; even the so-called Heroes are nothing but trash in their eyes.
The Sky Do Continent doesn’t need Heroes... those re Demons can be eradicated anyti the Hidden Society wishes to act.
The Hidden Society simply isn’t interested in the conflict between Demons and humans, that’s all.
In the midst of their conversation, Crystal Love appeared before them. Tatter’s face broke into a suggestive smile as he hooked his good brother’s shoulder and stepped directly into the private room.
It wasn’t long before two beautiful won walked in from outside.
The eyes of both n began to fla with scarlet fire, their breathing growing rapid. Truly two enticing little Elves they were, just look at those legs, those waists, those... those flirtatious and seductive eyes that made them both feel itchy at the tips of their hearts.
"You pick first?" Tatter looked at Alfred.
This Elf King was going to decline at first... but, a chest full of hot blood.
He took deep breaths and scanned over the two won before him, quickly identifying his target and moving toward the girl, his hand already on his belt: "Then I won’t be polite..."
However, after only taking two steps, the fiery gaze and slightly twisted smile on Alfred’s face suddenly turned into a strange and sowhat panicked embarrassnt. The girl was just in front of him, and with just one more step his fingers could hook around that slender and soft waist, but Alfred did the exact opposite, stepped back, and sat down again, his throat moving slightly: "Cough cough, well, I... I’m not feeling quite right today..."
Damn it, Alfred was close to collapsing. He had no idea what was going on, why his heart was filled with such intense urges, but his body wouldn’t respond even a tiny bit?
Tatter looked at his good brother, sowhat surprised. Was he stimulated by Sylph? Quite the faithful one.
Tatter didn’t mind; since his good brother didn’t want those two, they were all his. With a smug laugh, he opened his arms and approached the two won, folding them into his embrace with kisses and hugs...
This mber of the Hidden Society’s expression grew more and more peculiar, more and more distorted. A long while passed before he suddenly ’huh’ed and pushed away the two girls who were softly crooning.
"Ha... cough cough, well... I can’t enjoy this alone, that would be truly unfriendly, a feeling of imnse guilt inside." Tatter showed an embarrassed face, searching for an excuse.
At the sa ti, he glanced down subtly... Damn it, what on earth was going on today, why the lack of energy?
In the inn!
After taking a bath, Asina changed into a set of black silk pajamas, beside her was Sylph, wearing pure white pajamas.
Sylph looked a bit gloomy, clearly annoyed by the sudden appearance of a fiancé.
Well, those two n were indeed quite annoying, especially that Tatter.
But they both should be feeling pretty good now, she supposed.
A hint of malicious smile briefly crossed Asina’s face. Although she couldn’t use the Black Death directly, Asina still left a little present for those two n.
Well, how should she put it?
Was this considered a disease or a curse?
The effect wouldn’t last too long, varying from three months to half a year depending on the person’s strength and constitution.
Asina stretched her arms lazily, emitting a sensuous sound, her voluptuous body leaning against the headboard.
"What are you smiling about?" Sylph noticed Asina’s expression and asked with so suspicion.
"Nothing much, I just rembered so funny things."
As she spoke, Asina put her finger to her ear, ready for her daily routine report: "Sylph, I’m going to tell our master everything that happened today. Is that okay?"
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