Chapter 619 A Dazed Ghant

Chapter 619 A Dazed Ghant

"So you mean to say there's a great way coming out?" (0o0)

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Seated at a more private sector within the private jet, Ghant jolted up and maniacally looked at everyone in disbelief. Please, can someone tell him if this was a joke or not? How come there has been a long time war against humans and he, a fully grown President, was only hearing about this now? Ghant's body trembled vigorously. "You all... be honest... have you known about this all these years?" What happened to brotherhood? Could it be that the military has always known of the existence of these monsters when he –their President who was supposed to be their commander and leader– was not privileged enough to get such info all this time? Several Vardos people slowly shoon their heads wryly. "Mr. President, it's not what you think. Although it's barely been under a year that we knew of the true dangers of this world." Well, they wished they could tell him, but you've got to know that he was living in close proximity with a creature that had marked him, and always had watchful eyes over everything Ghant did. Of course, it wasn't long too that they discovered that Doyle was a creature from the underworld. The true reason they didn't tell Ghant at the start, was because they wanted to keep things hushed, while growing their strength in secret. At that moment, they felt that the less those in politics knew, the better. For now, life must go on as normal. Sometimes, in order to protect someone, it's best to leave them clueless until they're heavy to tell. For hours, the Ghant listened in eerie silence. Since 2 and a half hours ago, he said nothing, only nodding, shaking his head, or leaning tiredly into his seat. Sometimes, his eyes would widen, and other times, he looked like someone was physically punching his face. Amazing! They've never known their President was such an animated person. .

Well, everything he heard sounded like fantasy to Ghant, but he had no choice but to believe it.

"Wait! Wait! You say my shadow will automatically fade away from the mortal worlds and reappear back in the shadow realm. But–" Ghant paused, making the atmosphere grow tender than it already was. "Once my shadow vanishes and returns, what's stopping this shadow master to head into the shadow world and get information on what happened during my escape?" Yes. If the enemy knows of the existence of exorcists, wouldn't that spell trouble already?

"Not quite, Mr. president." Dalahali shook his head sideways. "The rules of the mirror world are strange and bizzare. All shadows, whether they like it or not, are bound to a Law that prevents them from leaking out any information about what their humans did in the past, or will do in the future." .

Camilla Jones... She was a legend who 'sadly' fell from the hands of her brother who set her up before sinking her and her crew down the high seas. It should be said that after her legends spread throughout all corners of the world, several current now had the name Camilla Jones. So no one in their right mind would equate Camilla Jones brought in by Vice-president Doyle, to be the same Camilla Jones legends spoke of. *Silence*

"You mean she is that–"

"Yes, Mr. President. The one and only... and she is now here in the flesh, as the 2nd Horseman!"

B**CH!

Ghant clenched his fists hard. "So Vardos became what it is because of her?"

Yes! From the first day that woman arrived, reports of all kinds emerged one after the other.

... Now it was all starting to make sense. Ghant clenched his fist hatefully. In that case, there was only one thing left for them to do. KILL!Nôv(el)B\\jnn