100 Mission?
“We can do this, but there is no option for failure. If some mishap happened that affected our main mission, we would be killed by the supreme leader,” the bald man spoke. He was the leader of this group of three.
“Haha, no worries. That brat is just a peak 5th class magician with less than 1500 magic power while my poison can even kill 3rd class magicians,” the long-nosed man sneered as he stood up and turned to the third member of the group, who had long black hair tied into a ponytail.
“We won’t be able to enter his surroundings. Magic spells protect each guest’s area, and only people bearing the card with the magic formation of the resort assigned to them can enter,” the long black-haired man said calmly as he looked at the long-nosed man. “What is your plan, Haril?”
Haril looked at the clock and spoke, “we have to move quickly for my plan to succeed. He had paid for the most expensive package, so his food must be arriving soon. I have to put the poison into his food while Zelin-“
“And I use my awakening spell to retrieve his storage ring after he dies?” Zelin said thoughtfully before looking at the bald man, “what do you think, Giyus?”
“Feasible but…,” Giyus muttered with hesitation written over his face, “you know that we can’t fail our mission.”
“Trust me, Giyus,” Haril spoke with a grin, “I have stayed in this resort three times, so I know how they work. We will complete our job quickly and silently.”
“Alright, do it carefully and quickly,” Giyus nodded at Zelin and Haril.
…
Haril and Zelin passed by Zevien’s residential entrance. On the corridor, a tiny nail-sized black slim thing dropped from Zelin’s sleeves and stuck on the door of Zevien’s room.
Afterward, both of them walked to and fro while talking and laughing. Three minutes later, they saw a maid with a big food trolley. When the maid passed by Haril, he waved his hand while smiling. “Wait for a second, please.”
“Yes?”
“Can you bring some light food to our room? I didn’t directly order since I wanted the cooking staff’s recommendations. Just bring whatever you are fine with and charge my room,” Haril said to the maid, but when he waved his hand previously, a tiny invisible drop of poison that was odorless and colorless fell into a small hole on the metal lid that covered a soup bowl.
“No problem, dear guests. I will bring some light food of our recommendation to your room,” the maid said with a polite smile before she continued walking.
*Trinkk…*
The maid arrived in front of Zevien’s room and rang the bell.
A few seconds later, Zevien opened the door, and along with it, the tiny black slime stuck to the door also fell and entered the room with the maid and the food trolly before the door closed.
Haril grinned, “let’s return to our room.”
Zenil’s eyes flashed with a black light as he nodded.
…
The maid exited Zevien’s room after a minute, and the moment she left, Zevien’s smiling expression started changing.
“Don’t change your expression suddenly. Remain natural! Someone is observing you as well.”
‘Geez, what the fuck is going on? First, you said there is poison, and now someone is observing me? Who is targeting me?’ Zevien furiously thought, ‘this is my new identity, so the only ones who want to get rid of me must be someone participating in the contest.’
“Hehe, I don’t know who, but they are pretty skilled. I watched the whole thing, and they did it seamlessly,” Tarto snickered.
‘So, which dish is poisoned?’ Zevien asked while slowly opening the lids and acting normally.
“That spicy-looking soup.”
‘Alright. Now, since you observed those people, who are they? I have to contact the manager here and expose them. The proof will be this soup bowl,’ Zevien spoke to Tarto while eating and watching TV. Naturally, he didn’t touch the spicy soup but sipped the other soup.
“Nyehehe, I’ll go and observe them. They are pretty shady.”
Tarto passed through the wall quickly and disappeared.
…
“Why is he not drinking the poisoned soup?” Zelin frowned.
“What do you mean?” Haril asked with doubt.
“He hadn’t touched the poisoned soup. He didn’t even taste it,” Zelin clicked his tongue, “even if he doesn’t eat spicy things, shouldn’t he at least taste it?”
“Don’t tell me this simple task will fail just because of that?” Haril was stupified.
Giyus frowned and shook his head, “if he dies, then retrieve the ring, but if he doesn’t drink the soup, this side-task is aborted!”
“But-“
“No buts, Haril!” Giyus firmly spoke as he looked at Haril, “our mission is way more important. We can’t take more risks. This plan was good, but he won’t order more food now.”
“But if he orders more food, I can put poison again,” Haril said unwillingly.
“I wouldn’t recommend that,” Zenil spoke while his eyes flashed with a slight black aura as he observed Zevien. “If you go the second time, things might get suspicious. We shouldn’t take more risks.”
“Sigh, fine. But please continue observing him,” Haril sighed and leaned back on the sofa. “He might still eat the soup later and die.”
Zenil nodded.
“What are you doing, leader?” Haril said as he saw Giyus taking out a fist-sized glass container with a white crystal inside. The crystal had light-blue and black particles mixed in it.
“I have to complete the last lock before we use it tomorrow night,” Giyus said as he hovered his hands around the glass. “Meanwhile, contact our agents in Starlight City and confirm the absence of 1st class magicians.”
“Why do we need to confirm more?” Haril spoke lazily, “they are not there.”
Giyus arched his neck and looked at Haril indifferently, “Do…It!”
“Fine, fine, fine. Don’t give me that look,” Haril wryly spoke as he sent an encrypted message from his Digi-watch to the agents in Starlight city.
After five minutes, several message pings appeared in Haril’s Digi-watch, and he read them all before nodding at Giyus. “Geezer Cargil, White Cloud Nike, Umbra Raven, and Bukkan bastard. All four 1st class magicians are absent. Some other 2nd class magicians are also not present in the city.”
“Good. Now, we just have to plant this thing tomorrow night in the middle of Starlight city, and our mission is completed.”