Chapter 284 275: Dark Moon Reunites (1)



"I'll smash your head in with a chair. I love you more, and that is what's final."

"Ahem."

Unable to hold himself back, glasses finally coughed out loud.

"Lord and Lady Dark Moon, it is my honor to see you again. I am very happy to know you're alive, lord."

"Shut up clown," I said. His hope of seeing me dead clear in his eyes even for me. "Go wait in my office."

He slightly turned his chin up and I shook my head. He had noticed Noa too, and thought he was going to help me. What a nice surprise, maybe I should hit him a little less today.

I held Lethe again when he was gone.

"Where were we?"

***

Seven people sat in my office in the outer mansion of the grounds of Apollon.

The stupid glasses of our gang.

Albert Pinot Rizzler, the prince of Pinot and my current strategist that I was planning to milk worse than a cow in an abusive farm.

The girl, miss glasses, that I had previously met in the capital of the empire running the dark moon's hotel and also a loyal soldier to the Dark Moon order, and not the glasses.

Lethe, the Lady Dark Moon who got the position for the grand merit of being seen with me by the Dark Moon folks.

The two children of Fonias that were no better than snitches. Marcin and Meryl, the Fonias twins.

And I.

This gang of seven was enough to destroy the house Fonias inside out and then outside in once more.

With the group in the ready, I leaned back on my chair and rested my head on the back.

"Now, then."

"Do you want us to tell you the weaknesses of Fonias?" Asked Marcin. "I know I came to you, Eugene, but still. I do not approve of your plan to destroy my family."

"I won't, I won't."

"Then, we will cooperate."

"I won't need you."

Marcin reeled back.

"You're just here to verify the information I have on my hands. And on my hands is the strongest information agency in the world, I say."

ραпdα- n૦νe|`c,0m "Eh."

"Eh."

Both Albert and Lethe voiced their refusal. Idiots. Of course I had the best in the world. You guys didn't even compare. Especially Lethe, I was giving her my manpower! It was a deal we established an year back in the capital itself.

"Anyway, Glasses, miss glasses."

Miss glasses held her hands together and smiled. "Is that a nickname, for me? Lord Dark Moon has a bestowed a nickname upon me! What a grand day has come!"

"um…"

I pointed at the lady.

And glasses nodded.

"She's always this bonkers, my lord."

"Damn it."

"That said!" The lady spoke up again. "Lord Dark Moon! Many of our people are waiting to hear and learn the Dark Moon certified whip techniques from yourself. Those grand techniques that could chop mountains in half and send angels and demons alike fluttering away! I wish you could tell us how it works!"

Oh right.

That was the backstory going on, wasn't it?

I had taken all of the techniques from the Dark Moon and was operating with the executives by telling them that I am the true inheritor of Dark Moon.

I was weak back then and didn't have enough manpower.

Before I knew it, Dark Moon had grown into something sizable.

"Hoho!" Taking his chance, the glasses started laughing. It was quite weird to see a floating pair of glasses laugh in the air, but you got used to it once you saw him enough. "It can't be like you don't know the techniques is it? I for one am very familiar with the whip, Lord Dark Moon."

"Miss Glasses, smack the back of his head."

"Lord?"

"You have permission from his senior"

Miss glasses smiled and nodded, and then twisted her body and smacked the back of Glasses' head in a single go.

Glasses' glasses dropped on the glass on my table and the glasses of his glasses almost broke like glass, but thankfully, The glasses of glasses' glasses remained safe.

Tongue twister.

"Well, now," I sighed and picked the glasses up, looking at it straight. "Information, please. Spill it."

"I AM HERE! THOSE ARE MY GLASSES!"

I looked back at the person who screamed.

"Who are you?"

"I AM GLASSES!"

Oh no, without the glasses, the essence of the glasses' being had started to fade. I almost mistook the glasses for the real glasses when the real glasses was standing right there, without any glasses.

Oh no, without the glasses, the essence of the glasses' being had started to fade. I almost mistook the glasses for the real glasses when the real glasses was standing right there, without any glasses.

Tongue twister. Again.

"Well then, let's begin. We have wasted enough time."

"Yes, in the month that you have left us alone," Glasses began and miss glasses handed out a bunch of documents to each of us, a smile on her face.

"We have investigated the people of the duchy with keen eyes and have found major problems with their management. Like, it sucks. Everyone is money hungry, there's no sense of loyalty and nothing binds them together except the fact that if one goes down so will all of them. They could take serious notes from us, we are less of a bandit troupe or and information agency and have long since entered the phase of a cult, my lord. I mean, whips that can swipe out mountains? Who will believe it but cultists? And you shouldn't underestimate cultists!"

"Ok, Dark Psychology. I am just gonna get you removed from this thing entirely in second. So just wait patiently please."

"I am sorry, I am sorry. I just, do this at times you know?"

"Glasses."

"Right."

This bastard was taking every chance he could to remove me.

Whether he was planning something again or was straight dumb was still a bit beyond me,