The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 117 69. There is a traitor in the organization! How can I, the righteous person, sit back and ignore this?

Mr. Hunter's "wonderful reply" made Mason unable to let it go all night. It was really unpleasant that his carefully crafted temptation was fooled like this.

It's as if you had carefully prepared a birthday surprise for your friend for a long time, but when you presented it to your friend, the other person just said "oh" indifferently.

This is no longer about facts but your attitude!

At three o'clock in the morning, Mason, who was getting more and more angry as he thought about it, simply took out another piece of paper and started writing a second letter to Mr. Hunter.

This time it is no longer a work report, but a material application.

And this time it's even more explicit.

Not only did he no longer maintain the humble attitude of a subordinate in his writing habits, he became more and more impudent, and his attitude when asking for material support was also considered rude and arrogant.

Mason planned to treat this as a second test.

While trying to prey on the evil boss, let’s see how far Mr. Hunter can tolerate Team K?

If she is really an accomplice, I think her unusual needs should be met to a certain extent. If she is not, then send an execution team to come and sell it to the Justice League just in time to gain favor.

You are worth your weight in gold anyway!

With this thought in mind, Mason once again sealed the envelope with a wax seal, activating the World Gate to summon a messenger to send it out at this evil time in every sense of the word.

Then he drank a bottle of pick-me-up and continued his work with a feeling of comfort in his heart.

Speaking of which, Mason has mastered most of the various potions recorded in Old K's Alchemy Notes and Hogwarts' Potion Encyclopedia, and the rest are very complicated and difficult configurations.

Although this knowledge can last for a while, Mason feels that he should prepare for a rainy day.

Perhaps at the upcoming Star Castle Trade Fair, I should try to collect some advanced alchemy formulas.

And the trading meeting is once every three months, which sounds very frequent.

But how to say it?

Judging from the current situation, Mason feels that whether Team K can stay in the Star Club for three months is another matter. Maybe before the next trade fair, he will have jumped out of the strong urge to "abandon the darkness and embrace the light".

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So you must seize this opportunity!

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Mason chose to send the letter in the early morning to tease Mr. Hunter and express his dissatisfaction. However, he did not know that his "evil boss" would not sleep 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 rarely stays up late.

It's just that today's situation is special.

After being summoned by her, it didn't take long for the other two great mentors of the Star Club to return to the Star Castle. The three giants started a discussion and meeting in the top hall of this majestic 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 the traitor in the process.

Since it was a meeting held by Ms. Hunter, she would naturally preside over it.

"The Stars Association has less than 400 B-class personnel in total. Just one unplanned and reckless action caused us to lose one-fifteenth of our members.

Especially at this moment when the ‘shock’ is approaching!”

In the dim three-person hall, Ms. Hunter, who was disguised as a man, said rudely to the two colleagues sitting in the dark in front of her:

"The demise of the four high-level pioneer teams means that the four high-level vassal worlds are at risk of losing control. Even if we reschedule 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 has to be responsible for this!"

"What do you mean?"

Another woman's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of irritability and displeasure. She said directly:

"You might as well speak more clearly! Who do you want to be responsible for this?"

"Whoever's subordinates do stupid things will naturally be held responsible."

Ms. Hunter spread her hands and said nonchalantly in her hoarse male voice:

"So, here comes the most important question, who among us belongs to those four teams that were completely wiped out?"

"asshole!"

The irritable woman suddenly stood up.

The boiling magic power that beat in the darkness gathered to form a long sword that spread continuously, and the hunter lady sneered without fear and held the handle of the exquisite sword at her waist.

Seeing that the two great masters of exploration and combat were about to face each other, the last great master of logistics, who had been sitting silently in the darkness, shook his head helplessly.

He scolded in a cold and impatient tone:

"Swordsman, sit down!"

"snort!"

The scolded lady swordsman seemed to be wary of the gloomy colleague next to her.

She made a dissatisfied nasal noise, dissipated the magic power, and sat back on the chair. She felt that she was not scared, but in fact she was.

This scene made Ms. Hunter nod with satisfaction, and then said:

"Don't blame me for asking you to bear the loss, swordsman. It was a decision made by the three of us together to suspend all activities in that ultra-dangerous A-class world and only maintain the lowest level of observation and cooperation.

If I remember correctly, that was exactly what happened after you ventured into it two years ago and ended up getting your ribs broken by a punch from the Kryptonian Superman.

But now, you are actively violating the rules you set."

"You also said it was two years ago."

The swordsman looking at Erlang's legs continued to complain:

"I am no longer what I used to be. Okay, I admit, it was me who instructed my four direct teams to carry out the 'Contamination Tactics' plan for an adventure in that world.

I actually don't have much confidence in their victory.

I also gave instructions to the four captains, telling them to retreat if the situation turns bad.

The main purpose is to lure the three giants of the Justice League out and let me go and deal with them when they gather, so this plan is called "Advent Day".

I even prepared a device that can instantly cross all states of the parallel world and descend.

But unfortunately, those fools and wastes were defeated too quickly, and their entire army was annihilated so that I still cannot know the reason for the failure of the operation.

Hunter!

You said you got some information?

How did you get it?

The magicians of that world sealed off their time and space after the failure of 'Advent Day', and I couldn't even go there without triggering attention."

Ms. Hunter is quite satisfied with the frank "attitude of admitting mistakes" of the swordsman who has a bad temper and is not very willing to think hard. He obviously has a brain but doesn't use it but has a straightforward personality and will not hide his failures.

She hates the kind of cowards who find all kinds of reasons and excuses to shirk responsibility even though they have clearly failed.

Now that the matter had been revealed, she no longer concealed it. Instead, she took out the crumpled work report and said to her two colleagues:

"The source of my intelligence was also an accident. If you haven't forgotten, I had a team directly under my command that I sent to that world a month ago for routine patrol.

Its name is Team K.

But there were some embarrassing problems.

K-Team completed an unplanned iteration of its captain, and the new captain happened to be a native of that world and had a personal relationship with Batman, one of the founders of the Justice League.

He was involved in the failed Operation 'Advent' and witnessed the defeat of those idiots almost throughout the process.

He wrote a detailed mission briefing that gave me a glimpse into the issues."

The hunter lady handed the report in her hand to the swordsman.

The report is of course incomplete, only the part about the contact between the Six-Headed Snake Team and the K Team was intercepted, but it is 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! That guy from Sandstorm who wants to squeeze into the A-level twelve-member council will sooner or later cause me trouble because of his abilities that don't match his ambition.

If it weren't for the fact that he was once a minion that I personally picked up, I would have given this guy up long ago. Forget it, judging from the intelligence we have collected, Batman is indeed a very difficult opponent to deal with.

It’s no wonder that my team fell into an ambush and was led into a trap.

After all, even I couldn't imagine that the leader of the villain organization that has always been against the Justice League is actually Batman's lover and gave birth to his son.

This is too outrageous!”

"That's not surprising."

The Logistics Master "Warlock", who had been silent for a long time, said in a cold tone:

"If you can spend more time reading the A-level world exploration log of the Star Society, you can find that in countless multiverses, as long as the concept of 'Batman' exists in the parallel world, there are time and space aliens with this code name.

None of the positions are easy.

Although their identities and origins are different, and the world environment they live in is also different, they all have common characteristics or a common "superpower", which is to always be fully prepared for bad things that may happen.

And for some undeterminable reasons, all Batmans are very rich and know how to convert wealth into combat power.

Therefore, in my opinion, the most troublesome target in that super-dangerous A-level world is not the 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 side by side with and even lead the most powerful group of individuals in the world.

Batman!

A real trouble!

Until he is dealt with, that world is not suitable for people below A level to move around in it.

Seal it."

Mr. Warlock sighed and suggested:

"After this 'impact' is over, it will be handed over to the A-class 12-person Development Council to evaluate and decide on the disposal plan for that world, provided that it can still exist. Of course, there are individuals like the Kryptonian Superman who cannot be evaluated by common sense.

It exists, and its survival is also a high probability result.”

"I agree!"

The swordsman lady nodded immediately, and the hunter lady made no sense.

She held this meeting to protect Team K from being exposed, and she is quite satisfied with the result so far.

The big three nodded and the matter was settled.

But the hunter lady hadn’t finished speaking yet. She said to the swordsman sitting in the darkness:

"Your habit of only reading half of things is terrible. Please read the work report I gave you first."

"Um?"

Ms. Swordsman looked at the briefing in her hand again in surprise. After a few seconds, she exclaimed:

"What? Is that idiot from Sandstorm still alive? I thought he had also been 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'm saying!"

Ms. Hunter crossed her arms in displeasure and said to the swordsman:

"Your subordinate is a terrible person! He bullied my subordinate because he was a newbie and didn't understand the rules. He actually gave up such a level of help with two drawings.

Even in today's declining society of stars, this kind of behavior of proactively rescuing companions at the risk of self-exposure needs to 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 and treated like this, I am really angry now!"

"Well"

The hunter's imposing calf-guarding question made the swordsman's momentum suddenly drop.

She complained in her heart that incompetent waste would always cause 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 hand it over to Team K as a reward for their rescue actions. Is that okay?"

"Huh, that's pretty much it."

Ms. Hunter snorted and said sarcastically:

"As the saying goes, it depends on the owner when beating a dog. Since you are quite sensible, I won't pursue it further. But what I'm curious about is that after Sandstorm escaped from the trap alone and returned to his base world, he didn't talk to you immediately.

Contact me?"

"No."

The swordsman's voice also became depressed.

She said:

"Not only did he not take the initiative to report the results of the operation, he also unilaterally cut off contact with the Association of Stars, making me mistakenly believe that the Six-Headed Snake Team had also been completely wiped out.

I only found out about the failure of the Advent Day plan from the cancellation notices from other teams.

What does that guy want to do?"

At this moment, the hunter raised his head, and his eyes met the silent warlock in the darkness. Both of them fell into thinking. After a few seconds, the gloomy warlock whispered:

"There is a suspicion of defection! There is no doubt about it.

Even the failure itself is questionable. If you attribute everything only to his stupidity, it would be a bit too sorry for his status as a B-class personnel and the exploration and development he has experienced in the past.

I remember that this member named Sandstorm comes from an A-class world occupied by the Cleaner Legion? We have implemented large-scale pollution tactics there, and he may be dissatisfied with the stars in his heart."

"So, do we need to notify the execution team to take action?"

The hunter asked:

“Or apply to the ‘liquidators’ and let them do it?

Anyway, the resource recycling system in Sandstorm's base world is already very complete and has entered the late stages of recycling. With or without his help and supervision, it won't be a big problem.

When the 'shock' is 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 has shown the attitude.

I mean, maybe in this moment of uncertainty, we need to scare the monkeys!

Someone must be responsible for such a tragic failure. Considering the identity of the swordsman, I think it might be better for Sandstorm to take the blame.

He is a shameful loser.

Quan is being used as waste, what do you think?"

"I'll do it myself!"

The swordsman had no objection but gritted his teeth and said:

"He is a servant army brought out by me. Even if something like this happens, I hope he can."

"You have your mission!"

The warlock said coldly:

"Don't make trouble, just do what the hunter wants and notify the execution team to dispatch!

Get back the heads of Sandstorm before the impact! The truth is no longer important. At this important moment, we should really give a warning to those senior members who have other ideas.

Of course the Society of Stars can tolerate betrayal.

The premise is that they must be able to pay 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 there is only one Sandstorm left in the Six-Headed Snake Team. It would be a waste of resources to use this kind of formation just for him.

I will arrange for my people to deal with him.

Of course, after Shabao dies, his base world will also be given to me as a reward, do you have no objection?"

"That K team?"

Mr. Warlock said with great interest:

"That's a new team, Hunters. They haven't even gone through a pioneering mission. Is it too much to ask them to deal with a B-class personnel?"

"You are asking your people to die!"

The swordsman said more directly:

"You've shown your bad taste again, hunter. You should really review your attitude towards your direct team. They are not consumables for you to dispose of at will."

"So what?"

Ms. Hunter sneered and said:

"You all know me. I am a person who advocates efficiency and strength. I don't need weaklings and cowards under my command. Their failure only means that they are not strong enough. Their death only means that they are nothing more than that.

Losers are not worthy of my attention.

So be it.

As for how I get along with my people, you two are nosy!"

After saying that, she coldly nodded goodbye to her two colleagues, waved her hand, opened a silver light curtain and disappeared, leaving only the two bosses in the darkness to mourn for the poor K team.

May their sacrifices please the dark stars and illuminate the path forward for their companions.

When Ms. Hunter returned to her room, she found the second letter from Mason as expected. She opened it and took a look at it. After reading Mason's generous request for supplies, Ms. Hunter smiled meaningfully.

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"Want a reward? Sure. Come on, little guy Mason, let me see if you can create another miracle. If you can come back alive, I will admit it.

You are the new ‘old K’.”

(End of chapter)