"Is something wrong, sir?"
In a dark room at the top of the Military Hospital, two people were gathered together, talking about different important topics.
One of them is a man who is known as 'The Professor'. Not many people know his name, but he is someone of incredible status within the country.
The other was a Sorcerer wearing a special Sorcerer's outfit. He was not someone of low status in this country; many knew him as one of the most powerful Sorcerers in the country—a Sorcerer of the Cursed Class.
The Professor was the one who spoke, while the other man was looking out the window with a frown on his face.
He looked back and forth at the cars coming in and out of the Hospital.
He had sensed something a moment ago as if there was someone nearby who he had seen recently. That was strange to him, as he had just arrived in the city and came only to talk to the man in front of him.
'How strange.' He thought, turned his attention away, and looked straight ahead again.
'No, it's all right. You have a beautiful woman in this place, eh, Professor." He said, joking a little.
The Professor smiled. "She's beautiful but disobedient. Besides, she's one of those kind of women who started from the bottom, so she has no background whatsoever, just a good physique and some studies. Nothing surprising."
The sorcerer scoffed as he shook his head. "Nothing surprising? She's the most qualified Curseologist in the world. I'm afraid you have too high a standard, Professor."
"Hahaha, maybe so."
The sorcerer stared at the man in front of him and then sighed. "Forget it then. I came this time because a problem occurred."
"Oh, what happened? You couldn't complete the mission?"
"No." The sorcerer shook his head. "A thief foiled the plans."
"A thief?"
"Yes, a thief."
"Do you know who it is?"
"No, but I have my suspicions that it was a Reared in the Mist."
The Professor almost choked on his own saliva after hearing this. "Are you sure?" he asked, moving closer to him and lowering his voice.
This gave the sorcerer information, so he nodded. "I'm not sure, but it's very likely. Do you have any ideas?" he asked.
The Professor didn't react for a few dozen seconds when he finally nodded and leaned back in his chair. He was thoughtful.
"There are rumors that that thief from the Carter Capital has been active lately. Could it be him?"
The sorcerer's eyes widened upon hearing that, and he quickly shook his head. "No, no. Don't think up ridiculous situations. That guy could kill me with one blow right now; if I had confronted him, I wouldn't even be counting it right now. Besides, Kingdom Carter is pretty far from here, and the person I saw wasn't that powerful. But he was a cunning, if weak, thief."
The Professor stared at him and nodded. "You're right about that... I also heard that he possibly has disciples, so maybe he was one of them."
"That sounds more feasible. Still, that guy won't get away that easily after stealing from me. I'm already pulling the strings to try and find him."
"That's good." Nodded the Professor. "In the event that we confirm that he's one of that guy's disciples, we'll start rushing plans."
"No." The sorcerer shook his head again. "Get it over with. Start rushing the plans; we'll make the necessary preparations for my part. We can't wait to confirm." He was firm in his answer, so The Professor had to sit up again and look him in the eye.
"Are you sure, Mr. Aranfer?" he asked, knowing what it implied.
Aranfer nodded. "I don't recall allowing my name to be spoken so freely."
"Nor do I recall the council deciding to rush the plans."
"I am the council." Aranfer growled in response, causing The Professor to smile.
"Hehe, I'm not antagonizing you, sir. We're in the same boat, so don't worry. If you and all the Leaders want to rush the plans, then we will do it. I ask your permission to kill all who oppose in advance because I don't want to face opposition."
Aranfer gently waved his hand and tossed him a small metal insignia. "Aranfer Hiltroad's permission is enough for you, isn't it?" Saying this, he stood up, walked to the Professor's back, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Professor, understand that this is more important than you think. You were elected, and I expect you to do your part. Don't worry, we will do our part too." Once he said this, he started walking towards the door but suddenly stopped again.
"Right, that person we couldn't put the Slave Seal on, is he dead?" he asked suddenly, causing The Professor to stand up and shake his head.
"Somehow, he managed to survive, albeit barely. But..."
Aranfer turned around and looked at him. "But?"
The Professor sighed. "I think he has mental problems. I'll keep an eye on him."
Aranfer raised an eyebrow at this and scoffed. "Heh, in the end, only my little disciple came out of that place sane. 28 dead, one crazy, and one sane, eh? Interesting. Looks like we're chosen for good things this time." He walked out the door, leaving the room in silence.
The Professor left alone, reached into his pocket and pulled out a small lab tube containing blood.
'Even if he has mental problems, his blood is a bit special... Getting this sample from under that woman's nose was tricky. Tsk, what an annoying woman... Should I destroy her?' He sighed and stared at the ceiling, a sly smile on his face.
...
While riding in a cab, Klaus looked at the city with interest, as he carried one of his hands on the glass of the car, looking at his finger.
On his finger at this moment rested a ring. 'I guess it's certainly a fantasy world.' He thought.
The ring on his hand was a temporary item of high cost. A Storage Ring, quite useful for carrying things inside, in a separate space.
Klaus didn't understand how exactly it worked, but it was a curious item bestowed upon him just before he left. According to Sua, the System had an Inventory, but it would be unlocked the moment he reached the Primary Level of the Sorcerer's System, so for now, he needed to carry this ring everywhere to put his belongings in.
'I can't figure out what she's thinking for now, but I guess it will be revealed soon.' He thought, after remembering Sua's pretty face.
He soon turned his attention away from the ring and looked at the city.
The city here was very different from the city he visited earlier in the Cursed World. This was a city with pretty good modernism. Electric cars were out and about, large companies loomed in the distance, and sports cars made occasional skids on the streets.
The doors of the buildings had good technological locks. It was a very clean city, with buildings of different sizes to suit all tastes. Rounded, square, and tall rectangular.
The name of this city is Sam'an City, and it is one of the largest cities in Soneli Country, a country in the northeast of the world. It is not a very prominent country on a global scale, and that can be evidenced when the high-level people in the country do not use the local currency to trade.
The local currency is used only for small payments, such as cab fare. However, the Territory Currency is used to pay for more expensive things.
This country is within the borders ruled by Kingdom Carter, a great and powerful distant Kingdom that strictly controls the economy of its territory. According to Sua, they use Carter Coins to trade, so Klaus must pay his debt in Carter Coins.
Even so, Soneli Country is a prosperous country and is said to be one of the most powerful within the territories of different giants of the world.
That is why they could afford to have such beautiful, large, and prosperous cities as Sam'an City.
'A fine city, no doubt. I wonder what kind of things it has to offer me.' Klaus smiled and enjoyed the scenery until he reached where the Organization was.