"Just what in the hell was that darkness?" John said in a shaky voice, confused and partly scared.

"I don't know," Vincent said as even he couldn't understand what has happened.

For a whole minute, darkness has surrounded their vision.

And then it disappeared as suddenly as it came.

While John was pondering on the mysteriousness of this situation and Vincent was checking through the security footage to see if Leilani and Lisa were fine, the door to the command center of the Arc opened, and Varth entered the room.

Vincent and John turned to look at him before they began speaking.

"You're finally here."

"Something unexplainable happened while you were in the bathroom."

Vincent and John explained what happened to Varth in a hurry.

"You guys are just thinking too much about it. It wasn't something serious. Just the security system of my Arc acting up and protecting us from being detected by the scouting devices of the enemies, I believe."

Varth twisted the truth with a straight face while innocently looking at the youngsters.

"That does make sense," Vincent said.

"We just think too much, haha," John added.

"Go and take a rest."

Varth began piloting the Arc, feeling relieved that his words have successfully fooled Vincent and John.

Sometime later, once they reached the military academy along with the captives, they went straight towards the receptionist and told him about every single detail of what they encountered in the mission.

"Do you have any proof?" The receptionist of the military mission board asked.

"Aren't these people behind us enough to prove our words!" John shouted, pointing at the captives standing behind them.

"Even we have to follow protocols and some rules before we can send someone to make a move." The young receptionist said.

"Do you know how much trouble we faced to get out of Leslie alive and come here?" Leilani said, looking at the receptionist with an ice-cold stare.

"I can't do anything about it." The receptionist said with a nonchalant expression.

BANG

John couldn't control it anymore and slammed his fist on the desk made out of crystal, causing cracks to form on it.

"Lives are at risk, and each second counts. The blood of every person who dies from now on in Leslie is in your hand." John said, looking at the young and chill receptionist with crimson eyes overflowing with anger.

"You're making it sound really ugly for me when all I am doing is following protocols and rules set by the military." The receptionist said, expressing dissatisfaction and anger at his words.

Before the situation could escalate to an outright brawl, the voice of the old receptionist of the mission board sounded in their ears.

"Calm down, boy. We need to take the testimonies of the captives you rescued and verify the severity of the situation. It will take a while for us to verify their words and confirm that many officials of Leslie have betrayed us. But if you want us to take action immediately, then it's impossible unless you provide us with irrefutable proof."

Varth and Vincent stepped up to him with an amiable smile on his face.

"Finally, someone sensible is here. Here is the irrefutable proof!" Vincent said to the old receptionist at the reception building, giving him the spatial devices of all the bandits and the special identification token they retired from the corpse of the Bandit Leader.

"This will be more than enough for us to take action immediately."

The old receptionist did his work, riling up the entire military and instructors of the military academy within a minute!

The instructors and the members of the military were shocked out of their wits as a few bandits even had the latest communication devices smuggled from the military storage house.

The communication device contained logs of a lot of misdeeds committed by many officials of Leslie, members of the orphanage, some business owners, and the bandits.

The logs served as irrefutable evidence of their involvement in human and demi-human trafficking.

Furthermore, the special item the minister has personally given to the Bandit Leader so that the members of the Red Skull crew would be able to enter and exit the city freely in the depth of night served as the most irrefutable evidence of their crimes.

A few minutes later, the higher-ups of the military decided to dispatch two of the ten strongest existence in Xavier to take care of the corrupted officials in Leslie and serve justice to the innocents in the name of the Earth Federation.

The two people were undoubtedly Alex the Alchemist and Theodore the Unmatched.

Vincent, his party, and the rescued captives were about to rest in the lobby when at that very moment, Alex and Theodore suddenly appeared next to them.

"You guys did good!" Alex said, praising them.

"Instructor, you must hurry. I heard the bandit saying that the minister is planning to kill the guards that didn't submit to him before the end of this week." Vincent said in a hurry as he looked at them

There was only a day left before the end of this week.

"Don't worry about that. You've done your part perfectly. Leave the rest to us and believe in us. We will make sure no one else gets harms." Theodore patted his shoulder, looking at him with a pleased expression.

After saying those words and expressing that they feel grateful to them in their own way, Alex and Theodore went to the receptionist to get a special badge that will allow them to freely teleport to any place in Xavier in a minute and also allow them to turn the entire city of Leslie upside down without facing any repercussion from the Earth Federation or the Empire.

A moment later, once they received the special badge that allows people to perform long-distance teleportation even in Xavier and activated the teleportation function, a magical symbol manifested below their feet, charging up and counting down the time it'll take for the teleportation to happen.

"Good luck, instructors!"

They wished them well just as they were about to teleport to Leslie.

"We'll be back soon." Theodore waved his hands at them before he and Alex disappeared from the reception building.