Chapter 383: first contact with the calibri intelligence agency

After talking privately with Captain Drake to discuss a few issues, Clark finally left the Oliver mansion with his student in tow. Throughout, the Captain respected his wish and didn’t reveal his identity nor that of his student.

The other assassins didn’t seem to care though. Apart from Estela who had a faint inkling of his identity, the others didn’t know but they didn’t show an over-the-top curiosity.

They just appreciated the strength that they both displayed in the mission. Thanking them was the best way that they could use to acknowledge their strength.

Clark didn’t want to think too much about the assassination mission. Though it was successful, he still didn’t want to think about it as he felt that it would only make him feel bad.

Though it was inevitable, the fact that some civilians died because of their actions still left him feeling bad.

He suddenly turned to face his student. “Albert, you want a challenge?”

Albert turned to face his master suspiciously. “Which challenge?”

Smack! Ouch!

Ignoring his student who was holding his head painfully, Clark continued with what he was about to say.

“I want to give you your first mission, go rescue the girl”.

Albert’s eyes widened. “Ares’s daughter?”

“Yes. You can do it, right?”

“Yes, I can, but what will be my reward?”

Clark sighed exasperatedly like he already expected it. “When I was your age, I was always content with anything that I received from my superiors. But youngsters now feel too smart, what a world!”

“But master, at my age you were at the Mediterranean…”

“Just shut up and accept”. Clark felt like slapping again but he restrained himself at the last moment.

He dropped his hands. “Ok, just do it, I’ll find a reward for you”.

“Ok”. Albert quickly nodded enthusiastically.

“I’m so excited, this will be my first mission under you, sensei”.

Clark didn’t answer his blabbering student as he smoothly opened his car and entered, after powering the ignition he finally cruised away.

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In the familiar underground base, Albert looked at himself with an excited gleam in his eyes as he fantasized about himself bulldozing through obstacles and opponents the way that his master always did.

As if sensing his thoughts, Clark quickly doused him with a dose of water. “Remember, not being discovered is your main mission”.

“Ok”. He answered, deflated.

The deflation was temporary though as his mood quickly lifted again at the sight of himself being reflected in the mirror.

He was dressed in his favorite black ninja outfit. All his weapons are where they should be, his heavy boots reflecting power and majesty stylishly adorned his legs, giving them an extra feeling of relevance.

Though it was not exactly necessary, after this mission he already got a little enchanted with the code number 9.

He had a red headband on his head to complement his black outfit, and on the red band was his code number 9. It didn’t do much, but it gave him an extra sense of solemnity and seriousness.

Overall, he felt badass.

After making sure that every other necessary thing was in place, he finally took hold of his main weapon, the thin spear.

He raised it up before smoothly pushing it down a port in his back. As the spear slid in, it slowly shimmered before disappearing like it was being melted by a thousand degrees centigrade fire.

After doing all this, he turned to face his master.

Clark did not disappoint as he gave him a wink and a thump up. Feeling more confident by that, he finally left the underground base and quickly blended with the shadows just like a real ninja.

As soon as his student’s figure disappeared from his sight, Clark slumped down on the sofa as a lot of thoughts went through his mind.

From what Ares told him, it meant that the old warriors club needed to make a plan soon, or waiting for the government to take action first meant suicide.

He wanted to decide for them, but he was not sure as too many variables were involved.

For Albert’s mission, he was not worried about it one bit as he was completely confident in his student. Albert’s personal strength alone could make him a battle beast, and his gadgets were even more badass than his.

To ensure the success of the mission, Albert took permission from him which he granted to take his ton of gadgets that had various miraculous effects.

He originally banned him from using them so that he could train and improve efficiently, but in this situation, every boost that he received was welcome to increase the chances of his success.

As he thought to himself, his eyes suddenly sprang open as his phone just rang a notification for a newly received message.

“Who is it?”

He asked himself curiously as he went closer to take hold of the phone. He didn’t remember expecting a call or a message from anybody today.

As soon as he took hold of his phone and unlocked it, the first line of the message immediately attracted his attention.

“We’ve compiled all the necessary information needed to know about Ms. Sonia Calibri to enable the smoothest rescue”.

“We learned that you are a citizen of the Spartan republic and you live precisely in Vatican City, so our meeting place will be there to make things more convenient for you”.

“Our meeting place will be in Vatican City, Low Ridge District, Ram Street, The Galloping Bar”.

“Before coming to meet us, make sure that you’re ready to move out for the rescue immediately. This is to reduce the chances of any 3rd person party learning of our deal”.

“Sender: Calibri Intelligence Agency”.

As soon as Clark finished reading the message, it was automatically erased from his phone. Seeing this, he guessed that the senders waited till he was alone before releasing the message.

He didn’t think about the fact of how they could monitor him so easily without him knowing, instead he heaved a sigh of relief. After suffering the torment of losing Sonia for years, he finally had a clue leading to her.

And this message may have disrupted his plans a bit. He didn’t want to waste any time again about it, which meant that he had to fast-forward the progress of the old warriors club’s agenda.

He instantly made his decision; he was helping them take the Radan republic back in a week and nothing less.

Without hesitation, he stood up, went outside, and entered his exotic car.

For discussions like this, it was better to meet man to man.