<h4>Chapter 102 Chapter 102 – Spy</h4>


    Wyntor was a bit surprised that Nick wanted to talk to him with such serious conviction.


    ''Guess the day off helped with his issues,'' Wyntor thought.


    "Sure,e in," Wyntor said as he walked over to his office to open it.


    After opening the office, Wyntor put down his stuff and sat down on his desk.


    Nick also sat down and looked at Wyntor with a serious expression.


    "Somebody has been watching me from the roof, most likely about 30 minutes ago," Nick said.


    When Wyntor heard that, he furrowed his brows. "Exin."


    "I came early and was bored, which was why I trained a bit with the weapons," Nick said as he shook his heavy arms a bit.


    "After training for a bit, I felt my ability deactivate, and after a bit of trying some stuff out, I came to the conclusion that someone was probably looking through one of the many holes in the ceiling for the sunlight."


    Wyntor nodded. "How did you find out they looked through the ceiling?"


    "They didn''t look away when I looked at the ground, but they immediately looked away when I looked at the ceiling," Nick said.


    Wyntor nodded with an interested expression. "I actually never thought about using your ability like that. I always saw that as a weakness of your ability, but in a way, you can actually find out if someone is looking at you and even from where."


    "There is actually a lot of potential for that kind of ability."


    Nick didn''t seem very excited, and his expression just remained even and serious.


    After what happened thest couple of days, Nick was no longer that interested in joking around andughing.


    "What about the spy?" Nick asked.


    "Right," Wyntor answered calmly. "I''m pretty sure that I know where they are from, and you probably also know."


    Nick narrowed his eyes. "Ardum?" he asked.


    Wyntor nodded. "The other Manufacturers don''t care enough about us yet to spy on us, and they also don''t want to annoy my family. I would be very surprised if the spy turned out to be from them."


    "But if it''s Ardum, I wouldn''t be surprised," Wyntor added with a sigh. "Every heir that manages to sessfully earn enough money to purchase a portion of Kugelblitz is another person that shares the inheritance of the Melfion family."


    "Three of my older siblings already managed to pass their tests and are working in Kugelblitz. They are already not big fans of me trying to get a piece of the inheritance, but they are also not the kind of people that would act against their youngest brother."


    "But Ardum…" Wyntor said as he trailed off. "He always acts like he''s confident and charismatic, but there''s actually nearly nothing there to back his confidence."


    "He''s arrogant and believes that everyone else is beneath him, and when he sees someone else reach his position, he puts them in their ce again. After all, they don''t deserve to be in a simr position as him."


    Nick listened with a solemn expression. "What can we expect?"


    "Depends on our actions," Wyntor answered. "If we do nothing, the spy will keep delivering information to Ardum, and Ardum will probably try to make our lives worse."


    "If we break thews, he will tell the guards. If we go to capture a Specter, he might arrive with his team of stronger Extractors."


    "However, he won''t directly attack us," Wyntor added. "Right now, it''s like we are arguing with each other. In an argument, the first person who bes violent admits that they lost the argument. After all, if you can defend yourself with words, why would you need to use your hands?"


    "But if we decide to attack the spy and kill them, it would be like punching Ardum in the face, and he will punch back just as strongly."


    "Fairness and justice don''t matter in this case. He got punched, and even if he deserves it, he will punch back."


    Nick listened to Wyntor with furrowed brows.


    Then, he thought about Jenny and Trevor.


    They had their weapons now, but they were still inexperienced in wielding them, and on top of that, their abilities were not fitting for battle.


    If they were to fight Ardum''s Extractors, they would be at a significant disadvantage.


    The only one that could really fight was Nick.


    Nick had fought a great number of people in the Dregs, and he had also killed several.


    Even more, as long as the enemy didn''t see Nick, his ability was incredibly powerful.


    One also had to remember that Ardum''s Extractors were probably in the same position.


    Ardum had one Adolescent and only two Hatchlings.


    His Extractors probably were just as inexperienced in killing humans as Dark Dream''s Extractors.


    They were all pretty new to this job.


    "What would you suggest?" Nick asked.


    "I already have somewhat of a n," Wyntor answered calmly. "I''m more interested in what you want to do. I want to know if youe to the same conclusion as me."


    "Why?" Nick asked suspiciously. Ever since Wyntor had unveiled that he had been testing Nick secretly, Nick had be more suspicious of Wyntor''s questions.


    "This is not a test," Wyntor said, seeing through Nick''s suspicion. "I just want to see if my n is the most logical one. If youe to the same conclusion, it gives more strength to my own."


    Nick raised an eyebrow, but his suspicions were alleviated.


    Then, Nick thought about the smartest thing to do.


    In a battle, they would lose.


    If they took the initiative and attacked Ardum''s people, they would also lose.


    If they didn''t do anything, they would fall into a disadvantage.


    ''The biggest problem is that nobody is used to battling other people. The others are still too new at this.''


    Nick''s gaze subconsciously went to the ceiling.


    ''But I really want to kill this guy.''


    "Do nothing until everyone gets more used to their weapons. Prepare in secret. Then, we kill the spy and look at how things will develop," Nick said.


    Wyntor nodded, and a small smile formed on his lips.


    "Simr to my n."


    "Good."