"There's a traitor among us. Otherwise, why would we always be on the defensive? Every step of the Mage Country has been seen through. "
"You're saying that there's a spy among the Truth Overseers? Who could it be? "
"It's definitely that bastard Blackeye. Didn't you see how he's always so secretive during meetings? He doesn't even dare to show his face."
"… Everyone else has been like this for more than one hundred years. It's strange when it comes to you."
"That's even stranger. What's the situation that requires him to cover his face for so many years? Perhaps the blindfold he's wearing isn't a normal person's face. Perhaps he's not human at all … "
This was my logic. Although it was obvious that I was intentionally making things difficult for her, it wasn't completely unreasonable. However, Amala obviously didn't agree with me. Marguerite, who was sitting next to me, was calmly reading her book, while Adam snickered by her side.
After that meeting, the situation in the Cloud Tower had changed. The Mystical Blade and several other organizations were all inclined to actively participate in dealing with this ever more chaotic situation. After the meeting, they naturally formed small political groups. I invited Amala to join us for a discussion.
However, it seemed that she didn't agree with my judgment. She looked at me as if I was a scammer or a scoundrel. Then … that was right!
I didn't have any evidence to begin with. Investigations were all just for show. Whether or not Blackeye was a spy was just a casual statement.
I just wanted to find an excuse to make trouble for Blackeye. If Blackeye wasn't a spy, then all I had to do was apologize and say something along the lines of "sorry for the mistake, but we still have something we need to make trouble for."
Although it seemed like I was just chatting with Amala, from a certain standpoint, I was actually hoping to obtain her tacit agreement. After all, she wouldn't possibly help me with something like this. According to my plan, what we needed to do was quite simple. We just needed to think of a way to stall Blackeye while Sandro was doing something "important." In that case, it would be enough to have Adam and Marguerite's help.
Of course, it would be even better if he could take down Blackeye. However, putting aside the fact that it would be too difficult, killing a permanent member of the Truth Symposium right after joining this place would not be a good thing. Outsiders who were too aggressive would easily raise the vigilance of others, and if they were not careful, they would become public enemies.
The specific implementation plan was even more straightforward. First, they would block Blackeye, then accuse him of being a spy while attacking him in public, provoking him and delaying him for as long as possible.
What if he really was a spy? Hehe, I'm just saying. How could that be possible? It's not like I'm some kind of efficacious charlatan who can randomly point out that someone I don't like is a spy.
"How did you know I'm from the Tark Republic!?"
Roland's sudden attack was effective. The magic acid that he had prepared beforehand not only melted away Blackeye's magical defenses, but it also melted away Blackeye's hood. All that was left beneath the hood was a familiar skull. There was no need for words to describe the soulfire flickering within. This was a top-level lich!
As for me, I had just retracted my index finger and was trying my best to maintain a calm expression.
My earlier "There's only one truth. You're a spy!" Was so cool that even Blackeye believed that I had caught hold of his weakness, which caused me to instantly turn against him.
"… How did you all know I was a spy!? I shouldn't have any flaws at all! My fake identity is perfect! I even simulated my daily food intake and physical needs! "
"You can't laugh! You definitely can't laugh! "
I did my best to pretend to be serious, but my goal was to suppress my laughter. Otherwise, everyone would know that I had accidentally stumbled upon a spy.
The old lich had an expression of disbelief and astonishment. He still didn't know what had exposed his true identity. Behind him was Adam, who was so astonished that he even dropped his sword. This bastard knew from the very start that I was making things up, and he was also here to be my hired thug.
"You have the right to remain silent. If you refuse, everything you say can be used as evidence against you!"
Alright then, since my luck was quite good, let's continue playing. Since the detective had finished his lines, it was time for the police to take action.
However, judging from the storm of negative energy behind Blackeye, it was obvious that he wasn't in the mood to slowly play with me. In that case, let's directly enter the trial.
"Law Incantation: Silence!"
All sound in the area was instantly silenced. For a mage of Blackeye's level, this never-before-seen spell would only last for an instant even if it was effective. However, that would be more than enough for us.
This abnormal silence caused Blackeye to pause for a moment. This was an excellent opportunity to fight. How could the experienced Adam possibly miss out on such a good opportunity?
After switching to the Lightning element, Blackeye's overall power level decreased. However, his speed actually increased by several times over. When a SemiGod warrior managed to get close to a lich, with the support of a Saint and a Saint teacher, as well as a professional troublemaker like me, it was obvious what the result would be.
Several dozen seconds later, Blackeye's bones were all shattered. Blackeye collapsed far faster than anyone expected.
"Ha, the death penalty, the death penalty!"
The Truth Symposium that had just ended was urgently convened again. While the furious archmages were angrily denouncing this shameless traitor, I was also delighted to learn that Sandro's plan to rebel against Blackeye had successfully succeeded despite the fact that Sandro's traitor had been absent. Second Senior Brother had successfully become the acting leader of the Sword of Order, becoming the leader of the Sword of Order.
"A fake?"
"Yep, a fake. However, no ordinary fake. Although Blackeye was an academic mage, he was still a true Myth-ranked mage. Rather than saying that Blackeye wasn't Blackeye, it would be more accurate to say that there was no such person. "
The interrogation soon came to a conclusion. Mages had far too many ways to make someone reveal their deepest secrets. Even if Blackeye was already dead, he still wouldn't be able to hide the secrets of his soul. Marguerite, who was representing me in the Truth Symposium, also gave me the information that she had just received.
After I forcefully joined the Truth Symposium, my identity seemed to have been cleared up somewhat. Even Amala seemed to have more trust in Marguerite now.
"Blackeye isn't an individual. He's an identity. He's an identity that the undead from the Tark Republic use to move about in this country. There are many amazing undead among them. Naturally, they have enough theses and research results to make Blackeye more and more famous. The Blackeye that we captured is nothing more than a substitute. "
"Ha, a Myth-ranked lich as a substitute? How extravagant … Wait a moment, the only possibility that Blackeye can have such a powerful existence as a subordinate is an even higher-level undead. That's the only possibility! "
"Yep, that's the only possibility. That current Blackeye is someone you know."
"Aso! Only an Undead Emperor would be able to make such a vicious individual obediently serve as a substitute. So, does that mean that Blackeye has spent a considerable amount of time here? Perhaps the Teacher Blackeye that we met back in the day is actually Aso himself! "
"A main member of the Truth Symposium, the leader of the Sword of Order, the strongest mage organization in the Cloud Tower, is actually our enemy? That means that all of our previous plans were under Blackeye's nose. This is a direct slap in the face to the mages who pride themselves on their intelligence. You really should have gone to the Truth Symposium. When news of this spread, the archmages were furious. Teacher Amala even joked that 'even an Undead Emperor from the mortal plane is voluntarily learning from us and even participating in our Truth Symposium. Perhaps it's our honor to have worked together with us for so long.' "
As she said this, Marguerite seemed to recall how furious the mages had been at the time, causing her to chuckle to herself.
"She's quite right, isn't she? One of the former Undead Emperors? How does it feel to meet your senior? Perhaps he studied in the Truth Symposium just like you did. "
I only nodded in agreement with Marguerite's words. This wasn't difficult to understand. Why couldn't undead sneak into the Truth Symposium to study?
From a different standpoint, if I was still an undead who could choose where to hide, as long as I didn't have to worry about exposing my identity, hiding in a mage country would obviously be the best environment for me. Not only would I be able to do my own research in peace, I would also be able to communicate with other mages and even obtain some information on my "enemy."
"Is there any other new information? It's so rare to catch such a high-level tongue. "
"Right, the Truth Symposium wanted me to convey their thanks to you. 'As expected of that Roland. He was actually able to find such a well-hidden mole.' Did you really come to such a conclusion based on the information you obtained? Was it information related to Aso's inheritance? "
"… Do you really think that Aso would do something so foolish?"
"In that case, I'll just say that you guessed it."
Marguerite nodded with certainty when she heard this. She then casually tossed me an old and tattered notebook with some records written in the undead language. I casually flipped to the last few pages and understood why the Truth Symposium was so displeased. They actually believed that I had discovered this information through investigation rather than by chance.
"… I've already sent the information to His Majesty Aso. Those foolish old fellows still think that this is their world, but they don't know that we've already made preparations. The day that our species has been waiting for is near. The end of the living is coming …"
"… That idiot Andrew is actually working together with the other vice leaders to investigate my background! Damn it, could it be that my constant leaking of information has caused them to truly suspect me …? "
"… Today, I saw that man … Yongye. As expected of a former Undead Emperor, as expected of the powerful individual who defeated Undead Emperor Aso. We only glanced at each other, but Yongye's eyes were filled with hostility and wariness. Did he already discover something …?"
"… The shadow guards brought me some information. Andrew and that Roland guy are secretly meeting. It would seem that it's not far before I'm exposed. I need to hurry and send out this new information …"
Alright then, from a certain standpoint, Yongye deserved his misfortune. He actually had such a thing on him.
"Eh?"
I suddenly paused as I flipped through the pages. There was actually a number at the bottom of every page in the notebook. If anyone else saw it, they would probably think that it was some random number. However, I, who had obtained Aso's inheritance, knew that it was a series of code words, as well as Aso's personal password.
"The … mage tower … is located … at … 376 … Abo Street? What's this? Aso's personal laboratory. "
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