Leveling Technology To Save Humanity-Chapter 77: The Messenger

As the vehicle pulled away from the curb, the sun’s rays poured in against the tinted windows, blurring the vibrance of Gwintia country.

The dullness was truly a fitting welcome for a man like the Messenger, who thrived in both shadows and light.

Within the vehicle, Gama took out a thick stick of cigar, smoking thoughtfully for a while. Then he looked to the mirror ahead, taking note of the driver who had a deep scar running across one eye. The man was an equally stoic figure in a dark suit and brown V-shaped T-shirt.

After relaxing himself, he raised his armrest, revealing a slightly elevated silver tube with a key-shaped pattern at its center.

With ease, Gama took out the key given by his superiors. Then, with one insertion, a divided glass screen slides in place, separating any possible physical connection between the driver and himself.

Now, the space he was in was fully soundproof.

[ The Messenger, ] A voice then echoed, and a small projection flashed out by the middle seat beside him. [ Your mission is to bring this boy, Gort, to Kavian country with no heavy injuries. ]

A series of images on Gort were now projected. And as the voice spoke, Gama massaged his chin thoughtfully.

Of course, he had heard quite a lot of buzz on this little genius. He only heard the rumors like a passerby, knowing that the Big 3 won’t let such an insult to their faces slide.

He was out on another mission, so he didn’t think it would be his turn to handle it. But who knew he would be called back abruptly to stop his former mission halfway and head on the next flight to Gwintia country?

As they say: rumors are rumors, so he didn’t think too much of Gort’s matter. But now after hearing the voice echoing, he knew several matters must have been confirmed and proven true by his Kevian country.

’Gama’ had to admit he was fairly impressed by Gort’s ingenuity. Each of his creations were things that must belong to their Kevian country.

He laid back into his seat, smirking confidently when listening about Gort’s family. ’They are all weaklings. If kidnapping him proves stressful at first, then I wont mind targeting his family, or any Geldhan villagers.’

Either way, he, ’Gama’, is confident in getting the job done. So what if there are military officials and guards protecting the village 24 hours a day?

In the past, he single-handedly infiltrated many top places in the world. So what is a mere Geldhan village that doesn’t even have the latest detection securities and other high-end technologies?

According to the voice, no such things have been granted by any security providers in Gwintia country. You think they have laser technologies and other cool detection gadgets and systems to keep everything in place?

Tch—

So far, it seems they rely highly on their guards and military personnel around the place. freewebnoveℓ.com

’Too easy...’ He muttered, feeling he can be in and out in less than 4 days.

However—

If things can go so easily, then why was someone of his caliber and rank sent over?

<The Messenger>

He was the Messenger who always showed up to pass a message from his organization and leaders. And after the message is passed, most of the time, only one outcome pops up—Death.

The pictures continued to change, from Gort to Geldhan village. But Gama still frowned.

Something isn’t adding up.

Why him? Why not somebody else?

The ball on Gama’s neck rolled up and down thoughtfully.

’Anyone below me can go for this mission and succeed. With all the information presented, it should be a synch. So why am I needed?’

Before Gama could think further, the voice in the vehicle continued.

[ You are not alone. For hundreds and hundreds of years, the BIG 3 are seen as being in collective collaboration with each other. However, you more than anyone, knows the true saying that in the face of benefits, all brotherhood perishes. ]

[ Word from grapevine, is that the Otto country will send in the Butcher... A Class-SSS ranked Agent just like you. ]

Oh? The corners of Gama’s lips rose high. Now, it made sense.

[ We’ve learnt that the Butcher will be arriving sometime next week. Which is why we sent you in a week earlier to get the job done and bring Gort to Kevian soil. Once in Kevian, the Ottos cannot touch him. ]

Indeed, no matter how crazy those from OTTO are, they won’t be able to actively steal Gort back after that. The vice versa is true too.

If perchance, he fails and the Butcher takes Gort to Otto Country, he wouldn’t dare to make any more moves.

A loss is a loss.

In other words, so long as Gort is not on the soils of any of the Big 3, it’s fair game. Even if they had to kidnap him from a flying plane, they must do so before he enters the airspaces of any of the big 3.

[ The Boseman Country is also sending in the Silencer. Of course you know that he too is a Triple-S agent like yourselves. ]

[ Although the files for the 2: The Butcher and the Silencer, are CLASSIFIED, we have our ways of getting the most information about you all.... So it’s best to assume the enemy night also has information on you too. ]

Gama’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

This means that from now henceforth, anything can happen. Perhaps the Butcher will come earlier than planned if he gets word of Kevian country’s move.

[ After leaving this vehicle, you are to head to the Valley Down Casino and check into room 617... This message will self-destruct in 3 minutes. ]

That’s all.

The Messenger quickly grabbed his bag, giving the front seat one last look through the glass divide that was now growing foggy with smoke.

THE DRIVER WAS GONE!

There was no one driving the vehicle that was now driving on an open field on an elevated cliff. And just over the cliff, was a massive lake.

Time to move!