Chapter 586 - Chapter 586: Chapter 523: Dagger_2 (1/2)

Chapter 586: Chapter 523: Dagger_2

Despite the fact that Moore had been secluded behind the scenes for many years, he never neglected his attire, always favoring dark-colored clothing, such as a dark blue coat and a pair of clean, sharp black leather shoes.

At this moment, in the headquarters of Mo’er Security Company in the former Rhea Kingdom region, high-ranking committee members were sitting upright in a meeting room around a rectangular table, discussing an upcoming high-risk mission.

The room was lit with a soft light, each person’s face etched with seriousness.

“The objective of this mission is to help a great overlord overseas defeat the local Feather People forces. The strongest of the Feather People forces is said to have died at the hands of the ‘Glacier King,’ and thus the long-subdued great overlord harbored thoughts of rebellion, merely hoping to garner enough strength to enhance his advantage, hence hoping for our intervention.”

“Simply put, it involves contending for control of about fifty-three islands overseas.”

“So, it’s as I heard, not only will we be taking action, but the Tempest Church folks will be on the move too… it seems they intend to support the Feather People. We might clash with the Tempest Church.”

Currently, the Tempest Church’s situation is delicate, as half of their forces are in the Eastern ranges of the Ouden Continent, hence they really don’t have the audacity to declare war against the Fischer family and the Dawn Church, like other churches, and have been playing dead all along.

But Darren and Christine are not easily deceived; in recent years, they have consistently forced the Tempest Church to take sides… demanding that they need not convert, only to acknowledge the Tempest Overlord as an inferior deity to the Lord of the Lost.

After all, the real Tempest Overlord was no longer around, and for the Church to add some amendments to their deity was not a big deal—though, of course, it was a huge issue since it naturally meant the complete surrender and betrayal of faith by the Tempest Church, so they were also very hesitant, perhaps finding this even more daunting than facing death.

In fact, had it not been for the Tempest Church’s protection of the Fischer family for a century, they wouldn’t have even had such an opportunity, and precisely because of a century’s protection, as long as they did not truly stand in opposition or receive a Divine Oracle from the Lord of the Lost, the Fischer family would not choose to forcefully conquer the Tempest Church.

Suddenly, the conference room door was gently pushed open, and a figure Noiselessly stepped inside.

Everyone’s gaze snapped to him, and their conversations ceased abruptly, the entire room seeming to be solidified by an invisible force.

The person who entered was the reclusive boss, Moore.

He was dressed in a sharply tailored dark coat, his stride steady, his face wearing a faint, profound smile, his eyes revealing an indescribable composure.

Moore stirred a sense of awe in everyone present; some had not seen his true face for many years, while others were witnessing the charisma of this legendary figure for the first time, but all were subdued by the calm emanating from within him.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for interrupting your discussion.”