Chapter 21

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Third person POV:

In the southern region of the Supermagic empire, stood a city of technological wonder. A region designated for carrying out dangerous experiments. It housed over twenty thousand high humans.

At the centre of the city is a humongous structure, a castle like structure that acts as the headquarters of the city.

Within the deepest parts of the castle, a tall man of lean stature was carrying out an experiment on a dead body, the body of an elf to be precise. He wore a lab coat and gloves to protect him from making any contact with the fluids of the deceased. Around him were various high tech artifacts. The man was fully grossed in what he was doing, until he was suddenly interrupted by someone entering the lab.

With a hurried pace, the man entered and called out to his master while bowing "Lord Krolo, I apologize for interrupting you but we have a problem." The man was shivering in fear of what his master would do for interrupting him.

Looking up at the kneeling man, Krolo said "This had better be good. I don't have all day so be quick." The man kneeling breathed a sigh of relief.

"It has to do with the divisions we sent out to acquire specimens. We've lost all contact with them." The man said.

"What! Since when?" Krolo asked. "For days now my liege." The man replied. He as well didn't understand what was going on.

"For days? And you are just telling me this now? What a bunch of useless fools! Do I have to do everything myself?" Krolo was so pissed that he couldn't help but violently kick the man. The project they were conducting was very important. A project that would please their ancestor as well as giving him power, absolute power.

Taking off his lab coat then wiping himself clean, Krolo made his way out of the lab with his subordinate right behind him. "Any news about their whereabouts?" Krolo asked.

"No sir. We have sent a search party, but none have reported back." The man replied. The man relayed all the information he had about the strange occurrence.

After walking for a while, they both reached a conference room. "Assemble everyone right now. Let us figure out what's happening before things escalate." The man left after bowing respectfully to carry out the order of Krolo.

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It didn't take long for everyone to assemble into the conference room.
After making sure everyone was present, Krolo began "I've been informed that we have lost contact with the five divisions we sent out. Why wasn't I informed earlier?"

One of the men seated around the table answered "We didn't inform you so as not to disturb you while you were busy. We decided to take care of it ourselves, then once everything was taken care of we planned.........." The man couldn't finish his statement because his head was blown off faster than anyone could react. Everyone was gripped by fear, their master was angry.

"YOU FOOLS! DO NOT INCUR MY IRE. OUR GOAL HERE IS TO CREATE SOMETHING THAT WOULD BRING PROSPERITY AND GREATNESS TO THE MAGIC EMPIRE. WE ARE TO SHOW JAHIL-SAMA THAT WE ARE NOT USELESS, YET YOU ARE ALL PROVING OTHERWISE!!" Krolo was beyond furious. After all, if he didn't make any substantial contribution to the empire then Jahil would have his head on a stick.

Everyone knew that. Thats why they've all been working hard so as not to be discarded by their ancestor.
Their current project was meant to fix that, but a problem had arisen.

Breathing in then out, Krolo asked "Does anyone have useful information on what's happening." Everyone in the room remained silent.

Just then, a someone barged in looking like he just saw a ghost. "Who dares barge in like that!" One of the men seated yelled.

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