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Location- Reverse Dungeon, Yellow Plain Planet, Freedom Fighter's Base, Plague Palace
"Now that is a weird but powerful ability," Wyatt said as he finally freed himself from Luna's ability. His soul pupils noticed that the unparalleled bloodline Luna gained from her grandma had perfectly mixed and enhanced the bloodline she gained from her mother. Giving rise to a monstrous bloodline technique.
Luna struggled to break free from the grasp of the ten pairs of floating arms holding her down however her power was just not enough, it kept falling short. Causing her to struggle harder, relentlessly. It was so jarring that even Wyatt began to worry that she would twist her bones. Especially, her neck.
"Stop it, or I will beat you until you are unconscious," One of Wyatt's floating heads moved next to Luna's ear and whispered.
Luna did stop struggling but her face was flushed feeling Wyatt's breath on her ear, cheek, and neck. Then she said, "Wyatt, I did not know you were into BDSM, I misunderstood you earlier. Co on, slap again, this ti I will play along. Anything for you baby."
Wyatt was taken aback by her words, he turned to look at the demigods and his gaze montarily paused on Henricks and then finally stopped on Ned, and he said, "Seriously, out of all the reputed researchers in the world, you hired her as the head of your R&D departnt? Tell she wasn't your first pick."
"How do you know she is the head of our R&D departnt? Most people in our organization don't know that yet," A demigod asked Wyatt. With a grin, Wyatt prepared to answer him but before he could mouth a word, Ned interrupted him saying, "Guys, this is not that appropriate place to discuss that. Let us move to the conference room and no longer disturb the patients. Madam Joy, please forgive our intrusion."
Ned saw through what Wyatt was trying to do. To an alert mind, it might appear that Wyatt had purposefully let this slip but not accidentally, like so sort of display of strength. But there was more to it. Actually, it was an ad to show the regular mbers of the Freedom Fighters what he was capable of, to win their admiration. That would be Wyatt's first step to turn the regular mbers against the top brass of the freedom fighters.
Ned could not sit by and watch Wyatt do as he pleased in their territory. So he signaled Henricks with his eyes to remove Wyatt from the basent of the plague palace as soon as possible. Knowing that if Wyatt was given the opportunity to speak now then it would only undo what he had done.
"Wyatt, let show you to the conference room," Said Henricks, and in an instant, he teleported Wyatt out of the basent of the plague palace to a luxurious conference room.
As Wyatt was teleported, he caught a glimpse of Ned nodding his head at him with a smirk basking in his victory.
"Well, played," Wyatt uttered but he was already in the conference room, now that Luna was no longer in his sight his eleven pairs of the floating arms and heads suddenly appeared behind him.
Wyatt shook his head in dismay as Luna unknowingly foiled his plan to gather the support of the regular mbers of the Freedom Fighters before he discussed their future with their figureheads.
Wyatt had perfectly tid his entry, right when regular mbers had a hint of regret that in a spur of the mont, they decided to donate the little safety money they set aside for their family to the Freedom Fighters.
Wyatt's tily words claiming that Freedom Fighters were stealing from their own mbers had managed to ignite that tiny regret in their hearts into a wonder that the leaders they trusted would not let them do sothing that could harm their family would they?
Ned had set the stage, and Wyatt had managed to gather their attention with his tily words and attention-grabbing entrance, however, he underestimated one person, Luna. Her intervention, switched the people's minds to an even more interesting topic, a gossip. A gossip about the relationship between Luna and Wyatt.
Wyatt would still have salvaged the situation if Luna had stayed down instead she went berserk, changing the whole atmosphere of the room. Still, Wyatt did not give up however, Ned had already seen through to what he was up to and put an end to it using Henrick's ability.
"Kid, you are good. Not a single person in that room was aware of Ned's play but you saw through him," Henricks complinted Wyatt. As he was genuinely impressed by him. Wyatt was not only capable, strength-wise and intellectual-wise but also wisdom-wise. Henricks could not understand how a seventeen-year-old could possibly be so good.
"Well, I am surprised that you are okay with him tricking the regular mbers of the Freedom Fighters into donating the money they saved for their family to your so-called cause," Wyatt has seen Henrick's nature first hand. So he was indeed surprised that he was allowing Ned to do this.
"This is only temporary, once we are back on our feet, we will return their money with interest," Henricks answered but his eyes were an obvious indicator that he was not okay with it on so many levels however this was a necessary evil just like them trying to break into Wyatt's grimoire. He would not have been able to survive a second in central governnt if he was not well equipped to cope with these kinds of situations.
"Is that what Ned said to get you on board with his little plan? What if the Freedom Fighters lose? Not only will those families lose their precious family mbers but also be left financially insecure. Have you thought of that? I bet you never thought the day when Freedom Fighter would be bankrupt would co, especially with your ability. But it ca, didn't it?"
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