Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 69 There's a traitor in the organization! How can I, a righteous person, sit back and watch this happen?
Mr. Hunter's "wonderful reply" left Mason unable to let it go all night. He was really upset that his carefully crafted test was fooled.
It’s like you’ve carefully prepared a birthday surprise for your friend for a long time, but when you present it to him/her, he/she just says “Oh” in a cold voice.
It's not about the facts but your attitude!
At three o'clock in the morning, Mason was getting angrier and angrier, so he simply took out another piece of letter paper and started writing a second letter to Mr. Hunter.
This time it is no longer a work report, but a request for materials.
And this time it's even more explicit.
Not only did his writing habits no longer maintain the humble attitude of a subordinate, but became more and more outrageous, and even his attitude when asking for material support was rude and arrogant.
Mason intended this to be a second test.
While trying to fleece the evil boss, let's see to what extent Mr. Hunter can tolerate Team K?
If she is really an accomplice, I think these unusual needs of mine should be met to a certain extent. If she is not, then send the execution team, just in time to sell it to the Justice League to gain some favor.
You won’t lose out anyway!
With this thought in mind, Mason sealed the envelope again with wax, activated the World Gate at this rather evil time in every sense, and summoned the messenger to send it out .
Then, with a feeling of comfort in his heart, he drank a bottle of stimulant and continued his work.
Speaking of which, Mason has already mastered most of the various potions recorded in Old K's alchemy notes and the Hogwarts Potions Encyclopedia, and the rest are some very complicated and difficult preparations.
Although this knowledge will last for a while, Mason feels that he should prepare for a rainy day.
Perhaps at the upcoming Star Castle Trade Fair, I should find a way to collect some advanced alchemy formulas.
And the trade fair is once every three months which sounds quite frequent.
But how to say it?
Judging from the current situation, Mason felt that it was still unclear whether Team K could stay in the Star Club for the full three months. Perhaps before the next trade fair, they would have defected because of the strong urge to "turn to the light".
So this opportunity must be seized!
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Mason chose to send the letter in the early morning in order to tease Mr. Hunter and express his dissatisfaction. However, he didn't know that his "evil boss" was not asleep at all!
The reason for not sleeping is not because Ms. Hunter is a workaholic or likes to stay up late to cultivate herself. As a woman, she also pays great attention to maintenance and seldom stays up late.
It's just that today's situation is special.
After being summoned by her, the other two grand mentors of the Star Society returned to the Star Castle in no time. The three giants started a discussion and meeting in the top floor hall of this majestic ancient castle with a complex spatial structure.
There is only one theme for the meeting.
It's about the unexpected and heavy losses suffered in Mason's base world and the looming traces of traitors in the process.
Since it was Ms. Hunter who convened the meeting, she would naturally preside over it.
"There are less than 400 B-level members in the Star Society, and we lost one-fifteenth of our members just because of an unplanned and reckless action.
Especially at this moment when the ‘impact’ is approaching!”
In the dim three-person hall, the hunter lady dressed as a man said rudely to the two colleagues sitting in the dark in front of her:
"The demise of four high-level pioneer teams means that four high-level vassal worlds are at risk of losing control. Even if we redeploy now, it may be too late.
It may even cause us to directly lose four important stronghold worlds.
I'm not blaming anyone.
But someone must be held accountable for this matter!"
"What do you mean?"
Another woman's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of irritability and dissatisfaction. She said directly:
"You might as well make your words clearer! Who do you want to be responsible for this?"
"Whoever's subordinates do stupid things will naturally be held responsible."
The hunter spread her hands and said indifferently in her hoarse male voice:
"So, here comes the most important question, to which of us did those four annihilated teams belong?"
"asshole!"
The irritable woman stood up suddenly.
In the darkness, the boiling magic power gathered to form an ever-expanding long sword. The hunter lady sneered fearlessly and grasped the hilt of the exquisite sword at her waist.
Seeing that the two great masters of exploration and combat were about to go to war, the last great master of logistics, who had been sitting in the darkness without saying a word, shook his head helplessly.
He scolded in a cold and impatient tone:
"Swordsman, sit down!"
"snort!"
The scolded swordsman seemed to be afraid of the gloomy colleague beside her.
She snorted in dissatisfaction, dissipated her magic power and sat back in the chair. She thought she was not a coward, but in fact she was.
This scene made the hunter lady nodded with satisfaction, and then said:
"Don't blame me for letting you bear the loss, Swordsman. It was a decision made by the three of us to suspend all activities in that extremely dangerous A-level world and only maintain the lowest level of observation and recruiting partners.
If I remember correctly, that was right after you ventured in there two years ago and had your ribs broken by a punch from the Kryptonian Superman.
But now, you are actively violating the rules you set."
"You also said that was two years ago."
Looking at the swordsman with his legs crossed, he continued to complain:
"I am no longer the same person I was before...Okay, I admit that it was me who instructed my four direct teams to carry out a risky 'pollution tactic' plan in that world.
I actually don't have much confidence in their victory.
I also told the four captains to retreat if they saw the situation getting bad.
The main purpose is to lure out the three giants of the Justice League so that I can go and take care of them when they gather, so this plan is called "Advent Day".
I even prepared a device that can instantly cross into a parallel world and arrive in full state.
But unfortunately, those idiots and scum were defeated too quickly, and their annihilation has made it impossible for me to find out the reason for the failure of the operation.
Hunter!
You said you got some intelligence?
How did you get it?
The magicians of that world blocked their time and space after the failure of the Advent Day, and I can't go there without triggering attention."
The swordsman has a bad temper and is not willing to think carefully. He has a brain but doesn't use it. However, he is straightforward and will not hide his failures. This frank "attitude of admitting mistakes" makes Ms. Hunter very satisfied.
She hated the kind of cowards who found all kinds of reasons and excuses to shirk responsibility even though they had failed.
Now that the matter had been brought to light, she no longer concealed it. Instead, she took out the crumpled work report and said to her two colleagues:
"My source of intelligence was also an accident. If you haven't forgotten, I sent a team directly under my command to that world for routine patrol a month ago.
Its name is K-Team.
But there were some embarrassing problems.
Team K completed an unplanned iteration of captain, and the new captain happened to be a native of that world and had some personal relationship with Batman, one of the founders of the Justice League.
He was thus implicated in the failed 'Advent' operation and witnessed almost the entire process of the demise of those idiots.
He wrote a detailed mission briefing that gave me a glimpse into the issues involved.”
The hunter lady handed the report in her hand to the swordsman.
The report was of course incomplete, as it only captured the part about the contact between Team Hydra and Team K, but it was enough to explain the reason for the failure of the mission.
After a few seconds of silence, the swordsman sneered and said:
"I knew it! Sandstorm, the guy who is bent on getting into the A-level Twelve-member Council, will sooner or later cause me trouble because of his abilities that don't match his ambitions.
If he hadn't been a servant I picked up myself, I would have killed this guy long ago... Never mind, judging from the intelligence we've gathered, Batman is indeed a very difficult opponent to deal with.
It's no wonder my team was ambushed and lured into a trap.
After all, even I couldn't imagine that the leader of the villain organization that has been against the Justice League is actually Batman's lover and even gave birth to a son for him.
This is too outrageous ! "
“That’s not surprising.”
The logistics master, the Warlock, who had been silent the whole time, said in a cold tone:
"If you spend more time reading the A-level world exploration logs of the Star Society, you will find that in countless multiverses, as long as there is a parallel world with the concept of 'Batman', the time-space alien with this code name is not an easy person to deal with.
Although they have different identities and origins, and live in different world environments, they all have a common characteristic or a common "superpower" which is that they are always fully prepared for possible bad things.
And for some undetermined reason, all Batmen are very rich and know how to convert their wealth into combat power.
Therefore, in my opinion, the most troublesome target in that super-dangerous A-level world is not Kryptonian Superman, but the ordinary person in the Justice League.
The man who, with the strength and identity of an ordinary person, was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with and even lead the most powerful group of individuals in the world.
Batman!
A real trouble!
Before he is dealt with, that world is not suitable for people below level A to operate in.
Seal it.”
Mr. Warlock sighed and suggested:
"After this 'impact' is over, the A-level 12-member Development Council will evaluate and decide on the disposal plan for that world, provided that it can still exist... Of course, with individuals like Kryptonian Superman who cannot be evaluated by common sense, its survival is also a high probability result."
"I agree!"
Lady Swordsman nodded immediately, and Lady Hunter saw no point in that either.
She had called this meeting in order to protect Team K from being exposed, and she was quite satisfied with the current result.
Once the three giants nodded, the matter was settled.
But the hunter lady had not yet finished her speech. She said to the swordsman sitting in the dark:
"Your habit of only reading half of something is terrible. Finish reading the work report I gave you first."
"Um?"
The swordsman looked back at the briefing in her hand in surprise. After a few seconds, she exclaimed:
"What? That idiot Sandstorm is still alive? I thought he was also sacrificed to the Dark Stars, or did the captain of your K-Team help him escape from danger when being hunted by the Justice League?"
"That's exactly what I was saying!"
The hunter lady crossed her arms in displeasure and said to the swordsman:
"Your subordinate is a terrible person! He bullied my subordinates because they were new and didn't know the rules. He actually dismissed such a level of assistance just for taking two blueprints.
Even in today's Star Club where morals are declining, this kind of behavior of actively rescuing companions at the risk of exposing oneself should be commended!
But Sandstorm is so ignorant!
What do you think we should do?
Swordsman, I advise you to answer properly, because after seeing my men being bullied like this, I am really furious now! "
"Well……"
The hunter's protective questioning made the swordsman's momentum suddenly diminish.
She complained in her heart about the incompetent trash who always caused trouble for her, and hesitated for a few seconds before saying to her colleagues:
"I will make up for what he owes, and you will pass it on to Team K as a reward for their rescue. Is that okay?"
"Hmph, that's more like it."
The hunter lady snorted and said sarcastically:
"As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner. Since you are sensible, I won't pursue it any further. But I am curious, why didn't Shabao contact you immediately after he escaped the trap alone and returned to his base world?"
"No."
The swordsman's voice also became depressed.
she says:
"Not only did he not proactively report the results of the operation, he also unilaterally cut off contact with the Star Society, causing me to mistakenly believe that the Hydra team had been completely wiped out.
I learned about the failure of the Advent Day Plan from the cancellation notices of other teams.
What on earth does that guy want to do? "
At this moment, the hunter raised his head and his eyes met with the silent warlock in the darkness. Both of them fell into deep thought. After a few seconds, the gloomy warlock whispered:
"There is suspicion of defection! No doubt about it.
Even the failure itself was questionable...If everything was simply attributed to his stupidity, it would be a bit unfair to his status as a Class B personnel and the explorations and pioneering experiences he had experienced in the past.
I remember that this member named Sandstorm came from an A-level world occupied by the Cleaner Corps? We carried out large-scale pollution tactics there, and he might be dissatisfied with the Stars in his heart. "
"So, do we need to notify the execution team to take action?"
The hunter asked:
"Or should we apply to the 'Cleaners' and let them do it?
Anyway, the resource recycling system in Sandstorm's base world is already very complete and has entered the late stage of recycling. It won't be a big problem with or without his help and supervision.
With the 'impact' imminent, we don't have time to go through the cumbersome internal inquiry process.
He took the initiative to cut off contact with the swordsman.
This already shows the attitude.
What I mean is that perhaps at this time when people’s hearts are in turmoil, we need to make an example of someone!
Someone must be held responsible for such a tragic defeat. Considering the swordsman's identity, I think it might be better for Sandstorm to take the blame.
He was a disgraceful loser.
Just treat it as waste and make use of it, what do you think? "
"I'll come in person!"
The swordsman had no objection but gritted his teeth and said:
"He is a vassal soldier that I brought up. Even if such a scandal happened, I still hope that..."
"You have your mission!"
The warlock said coldly:
"Don't make things complicated. Just do as the hunter says and notify the execution team to go out!
Get Sandstorm's head back before the impact! The truth is no longer important. At this critical moment, it is time to give a warning to those senior members who have other ideas.
Of course, the Star Society can tolerate betrayal.
The premise is that they can afford the price!"
"I actually have a better idea."
Mr. Hunter laughed and whispered:
"The execution team also has its own world to take care of, and Sandstorm is the only one left in the Hydra team. It would be a waste of resources to mobilize such a force just for him.
I'll send my men to take care of him.
Of course, after Shabao dies, his base world will also be given to me as a reward. Do you have any objection?"
"That K-Team?"
The Warlock said with great interest:
"That's a newly-built team, Hunter. They haven't even been through a pioneering mission. Isn't it a bit too much to ask them to deal with a B-rank personnel?"
"You are sending your people to their deaths!"
The swordsman said more directly:
"Your bad taste strikes again, Hunter. You really should review your attitude towards your direct team. They are not consumables that you can dispose of at will."
"so what?"
The hunter lady sneered and said:
"You all know me. I am a person who values efficiency and strength. I don't need weaklings and cowards under my command. If they fail, it only means they are not strong enough. If they die, it only means they are nothing special.
Losers are not worth my attention.
So be it.
As for how I get along with my people, you two should stay out of our business!"
After saying that, she nodded and said goodbye to her two colleagues coldly, waved her hand, opened a silver light curtain and disappeared, leaving only the two big guys in the darkness to mourn for the poor Team K.
May their sacrifice please the dark stars and illuminate the way for their companions.
As expected, when Ms. Hunter returned to her room, she found the second letter sent by Mason. She opened it and took a look. After reading Mason's huge request for supplies, Ms. Hunter smiled meaningfully.
"Want a reward? Sure. Come on, little Mason, let me see if you can create another miracle. If you can come back alive, I'll admit...
You are the new 'Old K'."
