Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 82 Take whatever you like, I only want Mason Cooper!
Mr. Hunter's anger was multifaceted, not only because Mason stabbed her in the back at a critical moment, but also because she knew that her identity might be exposed.
She didn't play dress-up games in the Star Club just because she thought it was fun.
The past identity is somewhat sensitive, and if you want to gain people's trust and disguise yourself to the end, you have to hide it in all aspects.
She had done well so far. The swordsman and the warlock might have suspected her gender but they didn't know her true origin. It was only after Mason's move that the flaw was revealed.
The young man didn't know the existence of the swordsman, but the hunter knew very well that there was more than one great mentor present throughout the last night of the assassin's world.
The most important thing right now is to confirm whether the swordsman has also returned to Star Castle.
It would be best if that guy didn't come back. If he did, we would test how much intelligence she had obtained during those few hours when she shamelessly disguised herself as a low-level personnel and infiltrated the K team.
Mr. Hunter was still complaining on the way back to Star Castle.
The world is so big! How could a random teleportation at a critical moment just happen to send a living person like the swordsman directly to Mason?
It's really a ghost!
The most important thing is that the guy who usually looks like he has a shrunken brain suddenly becomes smarter , and he even comes up with a fake identity to hide information and get intelligence.
Could it be that the swordsman's usual brainless appearance was just a disguise to deceive her and the warlock?
Could it be that she is the best actress among the three mentors?
Not really?
With such thoughts in mind, the hunter quickly returned to Star Castle.
As she expected, the castle was under complete martial law. Elite modified humans from the Cleaner Corps were guarding all exits inside and outside. The connection between the entire demiplane and the outside world was completely cut off. There were also some mysterious guys from the headquarters world who were interrogating the castle staff.
This is obviously an attempt to catch a traitor.
Judging from what happened in the assassin's world, there must be more than one pair of eyes inside the Star Society. In the past seven months of contact, our intelligence system was almost made one-way transparent to the other party.
The Isu light blade that was accurately shot towards the core of the World Gate was enough to confirm this.
There's a traitor in the old nest, and the nature of this matter is very unusual. If it weren't for the approaching time node of the attack, it is estimated that the entire Star Castle would be filled with blood.
But Mr. Hunter is quite disdainful of this remedial action. Catching the traitor with such a high fanfare shows that the problems on his side are really big.
However, this is actually a really good thing for those traitors who are determined to become the "Destroyers of the Star Society", as it means that all the current defects of the Star Society can be used by them.
From this point of view, Mr. Hunter should also thank the Assassin's World for this major event.
"Mr. Hunter! The two great masters, Warlock and Swordsman, are waiting for you on the top floor."
As soon as she entered the hall of Star Castle, which still smelled of blood, an elf staff member with a pale face came forward to report.
There was blood on this guy's clothes, and it was obvious that he was almost implicated.
The hunter's heart skipped a beat when he heard that his two companions were already waiting on the top floor.
Damn it!
The swordsman came back faster than her?
This must be because of the sleeping potion that the bastard Mason injected into her, which delayed her time. When entering the elevator to the top floor, Mr. Hunter began to think about various responses.
The identity will not be exposed.
At the last moment, those vicious assassins had cleared the field. What happened during that time was impossible for the swordsman to know, because even the hunter himself, who was the "person involved", did not know.
So the worst-case scenario is that the Swordsman tells the Warlock everything she has learned, resulting in the Isu secrets that the Quint Society has been trying to figure out being shared with the Star Society.
If this is true, it means a crucial opportunity has been wasted.
"Plans really can't keep up with changes."
The hunter sighed in his heart. If he had known that the swordsman would cause trouble, he should not have rushed out to save her when she was led into a trap by the assassins.
I originally wanted her to owe me a favor so I could use it at a critical moment, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this.
But if you think about it carefully, this is already the third "out-of-control incident" involving Team K.
First, there was Gotham City's counterattack, then there was the accidental shooting in the Spider-Man world, and finally there was the precise backstab in the assassin's world. It seems that things related to Mason will never go according to the plan of Mr. Hunter or the Star Society.
It was not until this moment that she realized an important issue!
It took at least four hours from the time she was knocked down by Mason to the time she woke up at the dock in Gotham. During these four hours, she had no ability to protect herself at all.
If that guy had bad intentions...
Thinking of this, her fingers touched the gap in her robe and grabbed an ordinary button, but after crushing it, she unexpectedly saw the sophisticated and strange electronic components in the button.
That little bastard!
He clenched his teeth under the mask. How dare he install a surveillance camera on himself while he was unconscious?
Where does he get such courage!
"Snap"
The door of the tutor's hall was pushed open, and the swordsman, who had changed his clothes, was lying sickly on the single sofa, while the warlock was holding two medicine bottles in his hands, obviously treating her.
Seeing the hunter, who was emitting a cold aura, walking in, the swordsman immediately jumped up and shouted to her in the hunter's surprised gaze:
"You're back safely, and I'm not worried about you. I haven't thanked you for saving me from that damn demigod and covering my early evacuation.
I apologize for thinking you were an asshole, Hunter.
A friend in need is a friend indeed. You are a trustworthy companion."
"Um?"
The hunter narrowed his eyes.
What nonsense is this guy talking about?
etc!
Was she signaling me to continue what she was saying? Didn't this guy want the Warlock to know what happened in the assassin world? Ha, sure enough, this guy had been pretending to be innocent all along.
Very scheming .
"Humph, that's good to know. Next time you encounter something like this, you can count on me to help you."
The hunter snorted, covered her wound and sat on the sofa. She glanced at the warlock and said:
"What's the situation? Is the World Gate itself intact?"
"With that energy intensity, it's not enough to directly impact the World Gate itself, but the projection core of the Star Fortress has been completely shattered. It will take seven days to rebuild it."
The warlock said in a gloomy tone:
“This shattering will directly affect hundreds of worlds connected to the Star Fortress. A large-scale loss of connection may cause unnecessary waves.
Unfortunately, the impact is imminent and people are already in a panic, so there is no time for you two to recover.
Take a few hours' rest and then take the members of the Council of Twelve to patrol the various important worlds. I will stay at the headquarters and restore communications as soon as possible.
besides!
This incident alarmed Lord Fate, who asked us to conduct a thorough investigation and allocate some manpower to search for traces of the Isu Assassin world in the parallel world system after the impact.
It considered the knowledge of the Isu to be of great importance and shared it with higher authorities.
Specific instructions may be issued in the next few days.
Speaking of which, Hunter, it's understandable that the swordsman jumped in and was seriously injured by a surprise attack and couldn't find any clues, but you stayed there for four hours, didn't you find anything useful?"
"What you really want to ask is your servant, right?"
The hunter sneered.
She slammed the table, stood up, raised her finger and pointed at the warlock's nose, cursing:
"Who do you think instigated this incident? The Albert Wesker you sent out! He took away the holy relics from the assassins right under their noses, which directly triggered their worldwide encirclement and counterattack.
Just five minutes after he took the golden apple, that world activated the Isu device to hide them.
His own death was not a pity.
But he dragged 11 innocent teams to be buried with him!
Those poor B-class personnel may not realize what happened until they die, and they are blocked by the assassins who are well prepared and killed like pigs in that world. "
"Yes! That's right!"
The swordsman who was lying on the sofa groaning and looking at the weak swordsman also joined in and shouted:
"During the time when the hunters were covering my escape, I kept jumping around to get rid of those tough assassin saints. The person you sent was really capable. He rushed into their great temple by himself and released the power of the virus there.
He may have a high opinion of himself and think that he can destroy the world by himself.
But it turned out that he had caused trouble that he couldn't solve. He alarmed the guardian demigod of the temple, the one who had beaten me half to death!
Ahem, of course, it’s not like I can’t beat her!
The main reason is that I was hit in the face by a beam cannon right at the beginning. Anyway, you should be responsible for at least one-third of my injuries! If you don't compensate me, I will stay in your meditation room and won't leave."
The accusations from the two people made the Warlock somewhat embarrassed.
He whispered:
"As far as I know, Wesker is not such a reckless person. Something must have happened that we don't know about. Didn't you also send people to search for information?"
The warlock glanced at the hunter and said:
"Didn't your people find anything useful?"
"A bunch of B-level personnel died, and we lost an A-level member. We almost had a great mentor die in a foreign land. None of us found anything useful, but you're still counting on four C-level rookies to turn the situation around?"
The hunter uttered a sarcastic snort and said:
"If even our C-class cannon fodder could do this, the stars would have unified the multiverse long ago. We are just an exploration sequence! Warlock, don't expect a group of explorers to do the work of the army.
The four rookies were almost scared to death.
If I hadn't gotten them out of there at the last moment, they would have been captured alive."
"All right."
The warlock was somewhat unwilling.
But things have come to this. Unless we can find the coordinates of the Assassin's world and send people in, what happened there will truly become an unsolved mystery.
As for whether the hunter and the swordsman would join forces to deceive him in order to hide some secrets, the warlock had never considered this possibility at all.
The swordsman is notoriously stupid, while the hunter is a veteran pervert who has been disguising himself as a man for more than a decade. The two have been disliking each other for a long time.
In fact, Warlock felt that his main task in the Star Society was to mediate the conflict between the two of them so that they would not fight at every meeting.
"I'm going to coordinate my personnel and assign them to patrol."
The hunter stood up and said:
"But after Wesker committed suicide, the seat he left vacant..."
"I'm injured, and it's a work-related injury!"
The swordsman coughed, raised his hand and said:
"I think that seat should belong to me. I have many talented people working for me who are eager to climb up the ladder."
"You already owe me a life, and you want to owe me another favor?"
The hunter said quietly:
"And look at the psychopaths you recommend over and over again! That guy named Wade Wilson is so annoying. Every time we have a meeting, I can't help but want to stab him! Or sew up his chattering mouth!"
"Well……"
The swordsman was choked and speechless, he could only wave his hand reluctantly and said:
"Alright, alright, it's yours. What happened with Wade was just an accident. Who knew that guy was so lucky that he could win three times in a row? I didn't want that to happen."
"This incident made me realize that it would be difficult to do many things without my own faction, so I will arrange for one of my people to join the Council of Twelve."
The hunter glanced at the gloomy warlock and said:
"I will compensate you for this seat, Warlock."
"That parliament was originally a place to balance the forces of all parties, but the three of us all know that the division of seats represents the power behind us to expand our voice in this area."
The warlock did not object. After all, his faction had the most seats in the Council of Twelve.
He just reminded:
"The forces behind you have always been mysterious, Hunter. If they also want to step into the spotlight, it's best to report to the Council headquarters in advance. I don't want to cause any disputes at the top."
"Um."
The hunter nodded and turned to leave.
When she returned to her office and was about to take off her mask, she suddenly saw a dark red crack floating behind her. She looked back and saw the sickly swordsman walking out of it.
She looked at the hunter and said nothing. She threw a key with a devil's head carved on it and said to the hunter with her hands on her hips:
"Here are the keys to my treasure house. They are all yours! I want something in your hand."
"what would you like?"
The hunter asked in surprise.
Then the swordsman snapped his fingers and said:
"I'm in need of a bed warmer recently. I think your pretty boy named Mason Cooper is pretty good. Give him to me."
The hunter narrowed her eyes at this request, then she shook her head and said:
"Sorry, this is not for sale."
"I will add twelve more vassal worlds, all of which are C-level and have special resources. They will definitely satisfy the forces behind you."
The swordsman said, just like bidding at an auction:
"We were 'fighting side by side' just now. To be honest, I have no interest in the world of assassins and Isu knowledge. It's up to you to argue about it.
I just want Mason Cooper.
If you don't give him to me, I will tell the warlock everything I know.
Look, now I'm your potential friend, Hunter, and you don't want to see me siding with the Warlock, do you?
And I know a lot of things, for example, your Afterlife Team has been secretly supporting the rebels in many worlds to fight against the Cleaners.
You traitor! "
"Shh, be careful with your words."
The hunter put her finger on the swordsman's mask and warned him in a woman's voice:
"It's not your place to judge whether I'm a traitor or not. If you want to tell the warlock those things, go ahead and tell him. Don't threaten me. I won't fall for it.
Besides, you have a lot of negative information, Liana.
What are you planning to do by secretly collecting mutants from various worlds to prevent them from joining the Star Society? And you are concentrating them in a certain A-level world to protect them. Do you really think you are doing this in secret? "
At this point, the hunter coughed, leaned closer to the swordsman and whispered:
"Team Ex is the one sent by you, right? What do you want to do by planting spies around me? To be honest, this doesn't seem like something you can come up with."
"Anna and the others really have nothing to do with me. We are from two different systems. They hate me to death."
The swordsman rolled his eyes and said:
“I am also a puppet pushed to the front. I never care what the people behind me want to do. If you are so curious, why don’t you ask Anna yourself?
Don't you trust her very much?
She also admires you, so much so that she has started to imitate your dressing style at home. Anyway, let's not talk about this nonsense. Are you going to give it to that little guy Mason Cooper or not?"
"snort."
The hunter sneered and said:
"It's not impossible to discuss if you want him. At least tell me the reason."
"I told you, I need a bed warmer, and that guy is pretty."
The swordsman pouted and said.
The hunter glanced at her and said in a long voice:
"You need someone to warm your bed, but I don't? Well, since you don't want to talk about it, let's end it here. That guy is someone I focus on training, and I'll chop him off if he dares to show his claws.
If you don’t believe me, just try it.”
The two women had a quarrel over a man, and the swordsman left the hunter's office feeling a little annoyed.
She used her ability to jump through seven worlds in succession and finally arrived at her base world. Deep in the demon fortress in a standard hellish landscape, she grasped a ball of crystal used for cross-world communication.
When the light came on, she said to the other side:
"Professor, it's that thing... I may have found another one."
