Meanwhile, Ken started thinking about the waiter and the chef. To many these kinds of people are invisible as they exist in every corner of the world doing their job and this makes them the perfect spies everyone has to eat. At least this was the case for the mortal world.
Ken categorized them as the invisible men and women of the world not because they could vanish, he called them that because these kinds of people are people you find everywhere and do not question for a second what they are doing.
They are like the weeds you see anywhere and that dulls your senses to them over time making them the best people to use.
Ken always thought that "the best assassinations aren't the ones you are completely hidden but the ones where everyone sees you coming and never knows what is coming."
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On the nexus mountain things were not much different from the vast rift as people got ready for any assassins or full-on attacks.
The real leaders were meeting in what looked like an underground bunker and oddly enough all 5 of them were ladies.
The meeting began as all of them had a look that signaled vigilance for any unwanted listeners as a short lady who was from the myriad fragrance peak got down right to it "I think we should get on the good side of this group for the time being until the first evaluation is over."
All of them knew what she meant as after the evaluation the ban on the charm and seduction techniques would be lifted so they knew it was a race not only between the nexus mountain and the vast rift but also between themselves to lure as many of the group to them as possible.
These women claimed they were righteous so they had to have justification for going after the drifting moon and an explanation for the recruitment that would follow.
So a lady from Chamber of Embrace added "I think this group has made themselves known to both of us so the vast rift might go on the offensive and I think they might be a splinter group of the dark moon."
The short lady continued "If they move on the drifting moon it would be more beneficial to us. We would just have to wait and stretch a helping hand if they last long enough.
If they get captured we would use it as an excuse to attack and rescue them. I don't think they have anything to do with the dark moon because the higher-ups would do such a thing and if they did we would be informed."
And like that, they concluded the meeting.
All of the ladies didn't look like they were interested in the people of the drifting moon and all of them knew it. The only thing they were interested was the man or woman who delivered the massage.
From their calculated guess he or she must be the leader of the organization. Someone like that was rare because almost all of the candidates who cultivated stealth arts were from the chimera shadow garden and the peak is very protective of its art and would go to any length to keep its art a secret.
All of the women were making plans to know more about Ken and if he was a man, which they were correct, they would charm and keep him for themselves as a trump card.
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In the upper city, things were getting chaotic as the elders were notified by the groups that a new player was in town, and from their description all signs led to the shadow garden.
Rumo wasn't happy they interrupted his intimate time but she pacified him and as soon as he got into the main pavilion he was showered with questions.
Rumo was surprised as he thought they called him for the evaluation meeting. Rumo addressed the elders after hearing the whole story.
"I know what you are thinking but we aren't affiliated with any group other than the dark moon."
This came as a big surprise and a little confusing as to create a group with a skilled members as the dark moon you had to have a backing from one of the peaks so the fingers that were pointed at the shadow garden started to point to each other as elders started bickering about their agreement and who secretly created this group.
While this was going own at the corner of the big room the old lady was sitting on a couch watching the groups of elders bickering amongst themselves as she remembered Ken.