The sun rose once again on the seemingly uneventful day for the empire's citizens in Kairford city.But it only appeared that way to those who were truly unaware of what went on within the shadows.A war was brewing and in the midst of it was none other than the war god himself and one of the seven great families and the ones partially responsible for the massacre of the Rhyfel family.Arthur required something, a very important piece necessary for all important battle strategies.Information.After checking in on Luna during their breakfast together, he watched her closely to note how much progress she had made in recovering.It was a week after the incident at his congratulatory dinner party and like he had somewhat expected, she buried herself in work, eager to prove that she was unfazed by the experience.Perhaps the calmer reaction of Isabella on that day was one of her motivators and while Arthur could somewhat understand her reason for thinking like that, he would have advised

“But you deserve to be treated in that manner, Arthur. In fact the entire police force across the empire should feel indebted towards you.” Commissioner Geston spoke with a tone filled with gratitude and pride towards both parties, Arthur and the police force.Once again, he waved off the comments with a faint chuckle. “I didn't do much. I only did what someone who was capable in my place would have done.” “But that won't do. It is because of you that all the officers placed on guard duty during the banquet who would've died, are now able to see their families, loved ones and another day. So, thank you.” Commissioner Geston ended his explanation with a bow of gratitude and respect.Once again, the sight of Arthur waving it off and calling the acts unnecessary eased his aged heart. He thought to himself, if this was who he was to hand Isabella over to, he could rest assured that she would be protected and happy for the rest of her life.But the old father's thoughts aside, his show of

Recalling his initial plan before arriving at the headquarters, Arthur decided to run over it mentally once more before he began.“Commissioner, I just remembered something I heard during my investigation at the dinner party.” He remarked, initiating his strategy.“Oh? And what might that be?” The commissioner asked, gesturing to him to speak.Without a proper explanation as to the said investigations Arthur spoke of, the commissioner would have first questioned what he meant by that and the circumstances surrounding the actions before moving on to the more recent statement.But that was not the case as he had provided a reasonable excuse for his absence during a portion of the time the guests were held hostage. The explanation was given not just to the commissioner, but to Luna and anyone else he considered dear to him that wasn't aware of his identity as the war god.He mentioned that he had left to observe the positions of the enemies standing guard and create room for his own secu

The black car halted before a nondescript warehouse, a guard in a suit stepped out of the driver's seat with an umbrella holding it above the passenger's seat.He opened the door and out of it stepped a tall man in a black trench coat who scanned the area, sighing afterwards.“Let's go.” The guard nodded, following him with the umbrella to shield him from the rain.Within the fairly lit warehouse, a young lady stood opposite an elderly man with a cane and they were surrounded on all sides by bodyguards in suits.Silently waiting and watching each other, the lady occasionally glanced at the wooden boxes behind them and then at her watch, her eagerness to complete her task evident in her appearance.The metal doors slid open loudly announcing the entrance of the tall young man who adjusted his trench coat as he entered.Turning to him with a smile, the young lady stated. “Brother, I am grateful that you could make it.”The man or rather her brother replied in a stoic manner after shooti

“So you let them know as planned?” Arthur asked, sitting back and crossing his legs while he observed the man before him.Charles took a final glance at the tablet on the desk before him, nodding in response to the question asked.“Yes sir. Just as you predicted, they noticed that Saul was missing so Ian, the eldest son of Leonard Hughes, reached out to me to find anything on him. I milked him for as much as I could like you ordered and then gave him the intel.”“Very good. I trust that you at least made it believable that you got your hands on such information?” Arthur asked, already half sure of the answer.“Of course I did, sir. I was able to gain access to some of the footage from the banquet hall where you dragged away both Saul and Pablo, then I brought in a false intercepted police report of Saul's remains being found by a hiker.” Charles explained proudly, his satisfaction growing as he noticed how attentive Arthur was.“And did you have one of your people actually make the r