
"For the Alhold family, I wish you'd taken care of them."
"Huh? Me?"
I looked a little surprised by my words. I think, it should be, it's pretty obvious. Do you pretend not to know because you want to hear my reasons clearly? Could be.
"I don't have a good memory when it comes to the Alhold family. When Om Ian attacked me a few months ago, when the old man wanted to meet, I sent Om Ian to the hospital. If I wanted to, by then, I'd have stuck my knife in Om Ian's head. Do you want that."
"Oh, yes, too..." Father approved my words. "While I cannot justify their treatment of you, I cannot simply set them aside. After all, they're still my family."
"Then, the spirit, Dad. Don't let me destroy the Alhold family just because you can't take care of them."
"If you had to destroy the Alhold family, I wouldn't forbid you. In fact, I'd be happy to help you."
"Ah, Gin, please be patient first."
Unlike the father who tried to be neutral, mother was clearly on my side. Ever since the big family treated me badly, mother's treatment of them has also been cold. Countless times the mother confronted the Alhold family, ranging from throwing caci maki to face in the field of work.
There was a moment when my hand was broken due to the actions of one of the family members. This upset my mother and from what I heard, on the black market, Akadia took all the jobs that the company would get, bankrupted her.
"Mom by the way,"
"Yes, honey?"
"How active is the Alhold family on the black market?"
"They used to be active, even reaching the level of six pillars. However, when the Akadians went up, they went down. Even though they attacked us, they failed. Yeah, it all happened before you jumped into the black market anyway. And, from then on, slowly their transactions dwindled. Eventually, their organization was destroyed by mercenaries."
"Mercenary's? Who?"
"Huh? You don't remember? You and your teacher destroyed them."
Did ya? I can't remember. If I don't remember, it means their organization has become very small. Ah, wait a minute.
"What's the name of that organization Amber?"
"Well, that, you remember."
Ah, it's Amber. Back then, I was still half indifferent to black market information, unlike now. If I don't know, then it's not my turn to seek information, maybe Mulisu or Ukin. I remember Amber for something else.
"Dad, mother, do you know the identity of the Agade members?"
"Mom doesn't know for sure, but we've been able to narrow down the possibilities from some of the people close to you."
If you don't know for sure, you don't have access to Royal Intelligence. If you get the info about the "acquaintances" I brought as an instructor, you'll already know that they are Agade members.
"Then I need to work harder."
"Huh? Whatchu mean?" Dad asked.
"There are people who have a grudge against the Alhold family much bigger than me. And, if he wants revenge, I'll always help him."
***
The weekend is over and Monday is coming. Strange, not a single member of the Agade contacted me. The one who contacted me was a schneider agent who stated that the message had been delivered to all active and on leave agents.
Mulisu managed to escape from death. However, unfortunately, he lost blood for too long, experiencing Hypovolemic Shock. Because of this, the tissue in his hands and feet was damaged. While Mulisu's hands experienced a motor decline, which could be improved with therapy, his legs were completely paralyzed. In addition, doctors estimate there is a portion of Mulisu's brain damaged due to blood loss. So, there is a possibility that Mulisu control will disappear, making it incompetent.
Ibla did not dare to tell me at all for fear that I would get angry. He said, if Mulisu backed down and followed my orders, none of this would happen.
If Illuvia is an acquaintance of Mulisu, I can understand why she changed plans. However, Illuvia is my friend. I was the one who made the decision to leave Illuvia. So, I can't understand why Mulisu decided to save Illuvia. Maybe it has something to do with Mulisu's past. Yeah, I'll ask you next time.
This morning, I went to the port. Because it takes a quick, we drive a car. Ever since I moved, I've only been riding in an antique car model MPV, when I first taught the Emir how to start an antique car. After that, Emir sometimes out driving a car if there is a need. Then, the Emir taught Inanna. After that, Inanna often drove her to shop.
Antique electric cars are extremely inefficient. Rechargeable for 8 hours can only be for a distance of 50 Km. Distance to the port 30 kilometers. If I use a car that is more than 25 km away, I will not be able to go home. The efficiency of the motorcycle is much higher, five-fold. Rechargeable for 8 hours can take me up to 250 Km. Therefore, I prefer to ride a motorcycle.
However, for me, the favorite choice fell on public transport. Economically, public transportation is much cheaper. Besides, I can reach even far away places without worrying about running out of power. Well, none of this would be a consideration if I wasn't an incompetent anyway. However, there was no point in questioning that either.
This time, the Emir was behind the wheel. The Emir forbade Inanna to sit in the back, so Inanna sat in the front. I sat in the back by myself.
Before going to the port office, we stopped by the warehouse because I wanted to pick up the arsenal's coffin.
Finally, we arrived at the office.
“Welcome, Mr. Lugalgin.”
“You can drive an antique car?”
“Ah, sorry I can't.”
“Can anyone?”
“Sorry, can't.”
Ah, bother too. Normally, one of the staff will park the incoming vehicle, valet parking. Although it only teaches how to start the car, but it will be troublesome to show it.
“Yes, already Gin,” Emir talking from inside car. “Let me and Inanna park first to the basement. You just go to Mulisu.”
“Eh? I'm also coming?”
“Yes, I don't want you to be alone with Lugalgin. You're coming with me.”
“Ehh???”
While the Emir is pulling Inanna, I look to this new coming staff, Ferdinan.
“Ferdinan, you come with them. Later Emir will show how to turn this car on and off. Likely, I'll leave this car here or maybe you'll be forced to drive it to my house. Yes, we'll talk about that later only.”
“Good.”
The Emir took Inanna and Ferdinan to the basement parking lot. Meanwhile, I went to the third floor with the arsenal chest. When I reached the second floor, I passed Ibla. We walked together to the third floor.
“Ah, Gin, you have arrived.”
“Yes, I just arrived. Where are the others?”
“Part of home, part of sleep in their respective room.”
What is meant by each room is an office space where their names are listed. Each member is positioned on a single division. And in that division, they have a private room to work or do other things.
“Writ in my room?”
“Sorry yes. Since another room is needed for work, we are forced to take care of Mulisu in your room.”
I don't mind at all. I mean, even if you say it's my room, I just got in. In fact, I was more often in my room at the Mall, the royal intelligence office.
“By the way, you're carrying an arsenal crate?”
“See later.”
Seriate
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