Mudda side smiled. The enemy was giving him time. It was hilarious event today. It means he was giving his loyals this time to kill Mudda. This was true that second branch to clear west forest in the one hundred and fifty day duration but they had yet to decide the team for this mission.
For Mudda in this duration he would kill all those who wanted to restrict him in the Skythrone Continent including Kara. Now that he remember all check points and the guards were looking at him strangely. They let him enter in the passage and the area with ease without asking anything.
Normally it was hard for any irrelevant person to enter through the passage from one continent to the other. There were many formalities to fulfill apart from showing the permission letter.
Kara made sure that no one stopped Mudda from entering in his den. Now that he was inside the continent he could see that it was entirely impossible to leave.
Kara spread his men everywhere except west forests and the inner regions. It means he did not want to let him leave alive. Still the purpose was unclear. Mudda had never met Kara. They never met so it was impossible for them to have direct blood grudge unless Mudda indirectly offended Kara at some point.
Now that he was bound to kill enemies there was no way back. At least he was eager to uncover the enemy and then kill the disloyals. He was wanted to pity the present situation of this branch. If this scheming went on then none of the player would live to save the continent from the attacks of the monsters.
Kara rubbed his cold hands seeing Mudda walking toward the gallery. If it was under his means he would have ordered his loyals to kill this haughty player inside the building however he was helpless.
He did not intend to kill each and every loyal player of the company instead he was after the particular players in the list. The loyals could bring trouble in case the enemies tried to destroy the company.
More than half of the loyal players were killed until now. Mudda was the last one especially level twenty and strong. His death would bring demise for the company faster than the present pace.
Mudda did not just want to read the list instead he was ready to check the reports of the previous months and evaluate few aspects of the branch and the ongoing activities.
It would help him prepare for the worst in the middle of the enemies. As far the team was concerned it was impossible to search loyal friends. Also he was unsure who was loyal and disloyal among the crowd.
He was thrown in the mud again, the mud of never ending battles and enmity.
The gallery has some data regarding the reports of previous few months. Most of the data mentioned failed missions and the progress report of the new players.
After shuffling many reports, Mudda slammed them on the table because there was nothing notable that could help him. After all he was not supposed to contact failed players in the field.
Mudda understood that his enemy only left few useless files here. It seemed all his paths were restricted so that he could feel helpless and give up.
Well giving up was not option for him. Mudda never gave up in his career of missions and killing monsters. He was stubborn.
Now that the enemy wanted to chase him inside the west forest he was willing to bet and see the guts. In a way the Skythrone Continent became prison for him where enemies were keeping eyes at his actions and any time ready to hunt him down.
He flashed his eyes at the old gallery. There was nothing noticeable, it was time to leave the building and search players. As long as he could get five or six player it would make perfect team. Mudda did not need longer his stay in the building.
Kara could potentially harm him by creating some excuse. Mudda decided that he would head toward the west forests and cross six regions in the way. He was confident to get the loyalty of some players during his journey.
There were six regions before the west forests and it was natural for the teams to be in six regions for the sake of relics and hunting. None of the company ever stopped their missions because relics were in demand always. It was part of big business.
No matter if some company faced loss of players for missions still they would keep the battles continue for the sake of relics.
All five continents have specific type of monsters and their characteristics. The unique qualities of the relics made it necessary for seventy five percent of the population to demand whenever they need for various purposes.
All types of relics remained in circle for the sake of business. For this the players were forced to continue missions through thick and thin.
Mudda had been in the same situation for several years, he knew the difficulties of the new players and those who were running missions.
At many points of the mission the players were injured or they were vulnerable to stand against the monster. In those cases the help of stronger player could be called heaven sent.
Mudda decided to look for such teams and see if he could get the loyalty of some good players. Six regions were enough to venture. After entering in the west forest he would not be able to follow his plan.
The west forests itself were hellish place to begin with. Any type of monster or freaks could bring surprise attacks.
Mudda looked at empty chair. Kara was sitting there during meeting. Mudda nodded at the emptiness of the hall and the strangeness of the building.