<h4>Chapter 1535: Women?</h4>


    Tap... Tap... Tap...Tap...


    The strange man tapped his armrest, listening to the reports from the few around him.


    "My Lord... That is all."


    "Oh?..." The golden-haired man chuckled, not feeling threatened by this sudden enemy.


    Instead, a sudden yful smile emerged from his calm lips.


    "And here I thought Titarian was boring."


    Everyone didn’t know whether tough or cry.


    Though they would never admit it, they inwardly felt their Lord had many pins loose in his head.


    That is, who would pray for such a situation?


    (?0?)


    Maybe because of their Lord’s need for crazy adventures over the years, the T.O.R.P had stationed him in this region, overseeing all matters pertaining to the base.


    Though blue-skin Lord Mushu was Titarian’s Number one man in all society matters... One could say their pale-skin Lord indirectly oversaw everything these Blue-Toned Titarian people did.


    This base was the Society’s main headquarters in Titarian. So of course, a powerful and high-ranked Morg such as their Lord would be sent over.


    And as time passed, their lord had always been restless because of the inactivity and ’boredom’ around these parts.


    He badly wanted an enemy that would make him think and bleed blood.


    If it were before, they would say such an enemy didn’t exist since anyone in their right minds would dare go against the Society, except they were Adonis bastards.


    But who would’ve thought there would be a new contender in the mix?


    .


    "Hamunaptra..."


    The man murmured the name amidst everyone’s silence.


    "My lord... You must make a call now... We don’t have much time."


    "He’s right, my lord." Someone added. "It’s impossible to take everything important out in this short time. So we must destroy it all before the enemy can get their hands on them.


    "Right!"


    Everyone in the room had sullen faces, thinking of all the essential documents and items they had in this base.h


    You have to know that even those executed a while back still had reported documents about them that were stored here for the time being.


    That’s right.


    Every year, those in Morgany send powerful fleets to Titarian to collect these documents and items... Even if there were reports on cases closed by them, the T.O.E.P.


    History must be preserved and studied by their famous Morg Historians and strategists who would analyze things detailly.


    To be the powerful continent they were, it wasn’t by luck.


    Even matters 10 and even 50 years ago were still their possessions located in the few safest and most well-guarded vaults in Morgany.


    It’s said one would have to be a God to break in.


    Morgany was a very organized ce!


    And wouldn’t you know it, they hadn’t dent out this year’s reported documents on all matters back to Morgany.


    Though many of these matters were closed ones, the enemy will definitely pick up on a few hints and spell out trouble for them.


    It was unfortunate, but as it stood now, they had no choice but to burn everything to the ground!


    .


    "My Lord!... Our chances of winning are slim. They have us surrounded and should be long thought of counter-attacking us. The forest regions might be surrounded by thousands and thousands of Hamunaptra knights. So we must act fast!"


    "Hmmm..."


    The Golden-haired man hummed, slowly standing, making his way to his armor with calm steps.


    "Light! Shadow!"


    "My lord." 2 lead men knelt.


    "Bring all 3 Ghoul cases and destroy the rest."


    The men tactfully nodded once, leaving the space.


    They stepped out, and those under theirmand waiting outside followed them.


    Their lord didn’t need to speak much for them to know their instructions.


    Light was to hurry to grab the specific documents, burning everything else to the ground with his team.


    As for Shadow, they didn’t need to blow up every part of this ce.


    No!


    There were some columns and structural parts that held the entire thing together.


    And once destroyed, the entire underground pce woulde crumbling down.


    It was unfortunate that in doing so, they would also be killing their other T.O.E.P members.


    But as they say, desperate times called for desperate measures.


    There were already barrels of ck powder buried around these columns and structures for events such as today’s.


    .


    The golden-haired man raised his hands, allowing the others to put his chest armor on.


    And when done, the man walked towards his bed, snapping his fingers at the men.


    Brmmm!


    The bed was pushed away, revealing a small wheel initially covered by the headboard.


    Immediately, many could see it had sturdy ropes passed along it.


    And with several turns, a trap door on the ground opened.


    Many had never seen this passageway before!!


    Wait!...


    Don’t tell them this was how their lord used to sneak around before.


    Sometimes, they thought he was a ghost.


    But who knew he had his own private passageway just for himself?


    Well... Now that the entire undergoing pce was to crumble down, there was indeed no use hiding this path anymore.


    The lord’s eyes flickered. "Let’s go."


    He wanted a fight but knew now wasn’t the time.


    Soon enough, he would have his opportunity toe for Hamunaptra.


    Din. Din. Din. Din~


    The gang calmly walked down a set of stairs before reaching a leveled path.


    The men kept their paces fast, with slight smiles on their faces.


    How good it would be if these bastards would get buried underneath!


    .


    Like so, a thousand things took ce all at once, with the Baymardians infiltrating the underground fortress from the many hidden tunnels as well from above.


    Soon, the kidnapped women met with Lucy and her team, who sent a few to escort them out, while Ivanka was almost there, reaching the most Fortresses’ vault.


    But as fate would have it, they seemed to have arrived at the same time Light, and his gang did.


    "You!~~~."


    Both sides stared at each other.


    And instantly, Light, a far superior Morg, knew they were frauds!


    But what made them feel dumbfounded were the faces of these masked fraudsters.


    What?


    Women?...


    They didn’t think these women were the same as those who attacked them.


    These women should definitely be the ones they f***ked hard over the years.


    Yes! They should have disguised themselves, looking for a way out during the attack? Or maybe they first thought of stealing some treasures before leaving.


    What was even more irritating was the fighting stance these women took against them.


    A group of weak women want a piece of them?


    Everyone felt disgusted, feeling it was beneath them to fight women seriously.


    Even Light subconsciously rxed his guard for a bit.


    They were women... Lowly spawns born for the single act of Childbirth.


    So how tough can they be to handle?


    Light sneered.


    "Knock them down and get those documents!"