Chapter 1540
"What? He is persuaded? That Dark Eater was persuaded to leave the Dark Eater Alliance and become one of 2567's followers?!"
Garcia widened his eyes in utter shock . Lying on his sick bed and listening to what the lab assistant said, it all sounded like a fairy tale .
"Yes . It's a little unbelievable but that Dark Eater really said he was leaving the alliance . Our sources just confirmed the news," the lab assistant nodded in a firm manner .
He understood how shocked Garcia was because he had reacted in the same manner, maybe even worse, when he heard the news earlier .
As researchers in Duyor Research Lab, they weren't strangers to Dark Eaters . They knew how scary those people were, who discarded their pride and value and humanity . Whenever a battle with the Dark Eaters broke out, at least 2 to 3 people of the same rank were required to suppress a single Dark Eater but now, a true Dark Eater was simply persuaded with mere words . If they hadn't verified this beforehand, they would have treated it as some outrageous fairy tale .
The sick ward fell into silence .
It took a while before Garcia came back to his senses .
"What about the two guys that I arranged to help 2567? Where are they?" Garcia asked .
"Unfortunately, they were caught by 2567's attack . They didn't even have the chance to state their identity," the lab assistant said .
The lab assistant knew what Garcia's plan was: Garcia hoped to help the First Seat during his more 'troubled' time .
It wouldn't just win fondness; Garcia might even have the chance to rope the First Seat in, despite the 'troubled' situation being of their own creation .
But as long as it worked, who would care?
The problem was that they failed, and most importantly, the two people sent to help Kieran had lost their lives .
Many go for wool and come back scorned .
"They are dead?" Garcia was stunned .
The 7 man elite team that Professor Duyor had meticulously trained died in less than an hour?
More importantly, all of them had died while carrying out his orders?
How could this happen?
'I've planned everything properly!
The mistake is not on them, its my plan that failed, it's my mistake!'
Garcia started to doubt his life . His breathing increased and his face flushed due to the messy thoughts .
Puk!
A mouthful of blood gushed out, the wound that had just been patched up started to bleed, tainting the bandages red .
Garcia passed out .
"Doctor! Doctor!" the lab assistant called out loudly .
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"Do you know what you are doing?" Senile shouted loudly .
When the news about the Dark Eater came to him, he rushed himself to the scene but when he arrived, the teacher who was afraid of trouble realized the problem was much worse than he had thought .
The Dark Eater abandoned his identity and wanted… no, he had already became the First Seat's follower!
Looking at the quiet 2567 and the once Dark Eater beside him, Senile felt his temple jump rapidly .
He knew what the consequences were should the news about today spread . Those lunatics, the Dark Eaters, weren't some kind of easy-going bunch of folks .
What made Senile more helpless was the incident today would surely spread like wildfire .
Over 50 casualties occurred in the field of Theorate . Not even Principal Romuse could cover something up like this, despite those people bringing it upon themselves .
Once Senile thought about what he had to face in the upcoming times, he really wanted to punch the First Seat in the face, warning him not to cause any more trouble . But when he thought about the difference in strength, he was smart enough not to do so and instead vented his emotions through shouting .
"Got it," Kieran nodded .
"If you knew, why'd you still do it?" Senile shouted louder .
"I had no reason to stop a person from turning over a new leaf," Kieran said back .
"But did you think about the consequences? What kind of trouble would befall you?" Senile slammed the table as he jumped up from his seat .
"I did, but if everyone rejected kindness because of the prejudices in their hearts, this world would truly plunge into darkness . It's too sad . I can't persuade others but I hope to protect my own bottomline . "
Kieran wasn't being loud, his tone was calm, but his words voiced out a never before heard authenticity and a strong sense of righteousness .
Senile looked at Kieran blankly after those words, unable to think of a reason to continue arguing .
The recording officer beside them also looked up to Kieran, his eyes showing an extra sense of respect .
"I am just reminding you that the Dark Eaters will get to you through any means necessary . They don't have any honor to speak of but they will redeem the meaning of being a Dark Eater," Senile said with a stern tone after two deep breaths, sitting back to his chair .
"Mm . Let them come," Kieran stood up and walked out .
The ex-Dark Eater behind him followed without uttering a word .
The door was shut slowly . Senile sat at the desk in silence .
He looked at the shut door, his mind replaying the words Kieran said earlier .
'If everyone rejected kindness because of the prejudices in their hearts, this world would truly plunge into darkness . It's too sad . '
"Since when do I judge things based on benefits? During my graduation? No, it should be earlier . It should be the first time I entered the Mystic State, where the guide teacher told me to give up on the wounded to secure the safety of the survivors . It's nothing wrong about that, giving up on the minority to secure the majority, it should be the optimal choice! But . . . why I can't forget it until now? Why do I feel so… uncomfortable?"
Senile scratched his head with both his hands, pulling at his hair non-stop in a frustrating way .
The recording officer took his note, walking outside quietly without uttering a single word .
Professor Tyrese had been waiting for him in the next room . He took the note from the officer and carefully read through the contents .
As a matter of fact, Professor Tyrese knew everything already because his room and the next were connected .
An oil painting was used as a cover, but anyone in the professor's room could see through the one-way mirror and know what was happening in the next room, while those on the other side knew nothing about the room behind the oil painting .
The flipping of the notes was the only noise in the room, Professor Tyrese sighing at the end .
"Leonard, go check on Senile . You better pay more attention to him in the upcoming days . He couldn't get past the incident last time . "
Professor Tyrese told Leonard beside him, who was anxious to leave the room .
"Alright, professor," Leonard quickly went over to the next room .
The room was left with Professor Tyrese and the recording officer . Professor Tyrese then turned to the latter .
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