As Ardum entered the eting room, everyone else stopped what they were doing and sat in their chairs silently.
The strong reaction of the room showed the deep respect everyone held for Ardum.
Ardum looked at everyone and nodded once with a serious expression, which was unusual since Ardum was mostly rather casual with everyone.
While Ardum was sitting down, everyone showed different reactions.
The young woman looked worried.
The older woman and the tall man furrowed their brows.
The red-haired man and the black-haired man showed interest.
The panda man sighed.
After sitting down, Ardum sighed.
"As so of you know, I have a younger brother called Wyntor," Ardum started.
So of the people nodded.
"Just like , he's currently going through that entire potential heir thing, but compared to , he's having more issues."
Ardum sighed again.
"I always doted on him, but his towering pride made it impossible for him to accept even a little bit of help from ."
So of the present people frowned.
They thought that Ardum was talking too nicely about his brother.
Many of them had talked to Ardum about his brother in the past, and while Ardum always tried his best not to talk badly about him, he always hesitated when it ca to talking about his brother's bad aspects.
Obviously, Ardum was simply too nice to say anything bad about his little brother, even though it seed more than appropriate.
Ardum released a bitter chuckle. "I noticed that he wasn't very careful with his Extractors recently."
"His Extractors showed signs of constantly being tired and disoriented. Obviously, that's because of their main Specter, the Drear."
"I think their Chief Zephyx Extractor is telling his employees to use their working ti with the Drear as their resting period. After all, they are sleeping, right? Why would they still need to sleep after sleeping in front of the Drear for so long?" Ardum said with a sigh.
The others didn't show any reactions, but the change in the atmosphere showed everyone's opinion.
It was idiotic.
Working with a Specter could and should never be viewed as resting ti.
"But due to my brother's very healthy self-confidence, I doubt that he would have accepted any of my advice."
Ardum sighed once again.
"Which was why I made a very foolish and selfish decision."
The two won looked at Ardum with sympathy.
Ardum was always so hard on himself.
"I thought I could help my little brother's employees by sprinkling so Restoration Dust into their company in secret."
This increased the curiosity of everyone present.
That was an unusual course of action.
But it would work.
And it also wouldn't tarnish Wyntor's image in front of his employees.
Sure, it was unusual, but it was also effective.
Ardum took a shaky breath.
"I had Sarah take care of that," he said.
Imdiately, the atmosphere in the room tensed up several degrees.
The present people were not na?ve children.
They could see what was coming, and they did not look forward to it.
At all!
"Tell she's still alive!" Kiara, the young woman, shouted with nervousness and anger as she jumped up from her chair.
A mont later, the older woman pulled Kiara back into her chair, but her expression showed a trendous amount of suppressed rage.
The panda man looked to the side.
The huge man's brows furrowed.
Jonathan's brows rose in surprise.
Everyone was looking at Ardum intensely.
Several seconds of silence passed.
"Sarah didn't report back," Ardum quietly spoke.
"She was supposed to report to yesterday morning."
"Her husband said that she didn't co ho."
"I can only assu that she is no longer with us."
Silence.
Stunned silence.
Sarah?
Dead?
Sarah's image shot through everyone's mind.
She had always been smiling.
She had always been the happiest and friendliest mber of Cycle.
She had always taught two of the present people about how to work with Cycle's Specters.
While she had only been a normal employee like everyone else, she had sohow always been at the center, talking to everyone.
Due to her ideology, she had even refused to train in any offensive weapon, and she had only trained in stealth and running away.
And soone as kind as she had been killed?!
How?!
Why?!
This was unfair!
This was so unfair!
"Who was it?" the man with black hair asked emotionlessly.
Ardum looked at the young man.
The young man looked back.
For just a mont, the two of them looked at each other.
"I can't be entirely sure," Ardum said, "but I assu it was one of Dark Dream's three Zephyx Extractors. Most likely their Chief Zephyx Extractor."
Ardum furrowed his brows and gazed at the table.
"He has been seen carrying corpses into Dark Dream several tis already."
The image of a cold, ruthless, and cruel man holding Sarah by her throat appeared in everyone's minds.
The rage and hatred in the atmosphere intensified.
"How are we going to get justice for Sarah?" the bald woman asked with suppressed rage.
BANG!
A part of the huge table broke due to Jonathan hitting it with his fist.
"Justice?!" Jonathan shouted in absolute rage.
"Revenge!"
"How do we get revenge for her?!" Jonathan corrected.
The bald woman looked at Jonathan.
Those two rarely saw eye to eye, but that didn't matter right now.
"Revenge, then," she echoed.
Everyone turned to look at Ardum.
Ardum had a troubled expression on his face. "We don't know whether or not it truly was one of Wyntor's employees," he said.
"For now, I just need your cooperation and help."
"If this situation is not handled correctly, this might turn into an actual war, which would an even more deaths for us."
"We can't make any hasty decisions," Ardum explained.
"I doubt it," the huge man said with a neutral voice. "They have three Newbies. We have six-, five Newbies and two Johns. They won't dare to start a war with us."
Ardum looked at the huge man for a while.
"Maybe you're right," he said, "but I still need all of your cooperation."
"I want to hold a eting with Wyntor to address this issue, but I want it to be public between our companies."
"Because of that, I would like to ask a couple of you to accompany to the eting."
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