"Should we bring her in then?" Calim, the one who claimed to want to quit and join this 'lazy spy's' organization, offhandedly asked.

They had already been there for hours, waiting, and though they were drenched, no one was really complaining.

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This was better than their training.

Still, Calim wasn't one for waiting or being outside. If he had a choice, he wouldn't leave his bed ever, much less in this weather and most definitely not with this group of people with him.

It was a wonder how he became a sniper.

Someone who had to wait for their target, many times outdoors, and who would dare claim they could control the weather during a job, and let's not even start talking about sniper training.

Most professionals went to the deserts and the rainforests just to train for hours, most of which were composed of just staying in the same position without moving an inch, no matter what, while holding a heavy-ass gun.

In other words, except for the being alone part, Calim pretty much had to do everything he disliked in this job of his, it was no wonder he wanted to quit.

It's not like he wasn't good at incognito work, in fact, he would probably be much, much better than that little lass who always hid in her tent.

At this point, Calim might really consider forgetting everything and just walk up to Emilin to ask for a business card.

"No, let's wait and see, we don't know anything so if we bring her in and she's not a part of anything, won't we just be exposing ourselves?" Hunter, another one of the burly men refuted.

His sharp eyes shone in the dark, like a true hunter waiting for his prey, he was someone with much more patients, someone who wanted to get things right.

The 5 people didn't move from their original positions as they spoke to each other.

Their voices were in fact, so quiet that no one passed the next tree should be able to hear them, but no one in the group would have trouble perceiving what the others said.

"True, true." Zeek, the third muscular man in the alignment, exaggeratedly nodded his head to show his position, but his movements didn't affect his surroundings in the slightest, showing his expertise.

"Then why have we been waiting here for so long? Why don't we either just waltz up and ask her or go back and report this issue?" Haneo, the person standing on the tree that Zeek hid behind asked in an unperturbed demeanor, not wanting to wait here much longer.

He was a training maniac after all, why would he want to waste his precious body training time here. He was also the most muscular of the bunch.

Haneo was someone who didn't know of the concept that was training one's mind.

"How dumb can you get, ask her, oh hey did you come to spy on us? And we clearly can't bring her back! Maybe that's what she's aiming for." Hunter snorted.

His eyes shining with the gleam of a smart hunter, waiting for the best time to attack his prey.

"Then why don't we pretend we were also stuck in the rain? We can go there and probe her, claiming that there is space in the cave for all of us." Calim proposed, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.

Even the dirty cave was better than out here.

The more soaked he got, the more the dirt clung on to him

At least it wouldn't be as windy nor wet, plus he would be able to rest a bit and simultaneously gain an excuse to stop interacting with these people.

Actually, he was also somewhat interested in the lass, wanting to know if she was truly a spy. At this rate, he might really just quit his current position.

Not that it would be easy.

"If we were going to do that, shouldn't we have done it before it started raining for 2 days straight? If we go now won't we just seem even more suspicious?"

Hunter didn't completely disagree with this idea, but his reluctance was still shown as he furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.

"What if she's staying there because she wants us to approach her? There are just too many things that could or could not be. At this rate, we'll be here for another day and still get nothing done. Let's just go." Calim said in a conclusive tone with a sigh.

"Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong, let's stop worrying about it, it's just like Calim is saying." Haneo was also swayed and in his world, Murphy was king [1], that's why he'd rather not use too much of his brainpower on trivial things.

This was actually a naturally good thing as he wasn't one to be thwarted by his nerves as he didn't have any.

As the others nodded, Zeek was the one to finalize everything.

"It's a plan then," he said.

"It seems like I've been too easy on you guys, how did that bastard raise such careless fools?" The lean man asked.

"You call what you just made up a plan? How dare you go in without a plan!" The man snorted.

Even though he was the leanest of all of the men here, his black bodysuit underneath his black sports jacket didn't fail to show off his muscular figure.

On the other hand, his face was quite unsightly, not because he was not handsome, in fact, it was quite the opposite, he was quite the looker with deep blue eyes and a sharp nose, his whole face being chiseled in all the right places.

It was his expression that made one unable to look at him.

Without that expression, most would turn away in embarrassment.

With that expression, most would turn away in fear.

On his forehead was a sign that told others he was not in a good mood, as if someone who owed him millions had just passed away with no familiar connections and no property to mortgage and sell.

Truly unsightly.

"How come Brother Onu and Quaint don't ever have these types of problems?" He muttered in frustration in a voice so soft that even the closest Zeek couldn't hear.

The lean man clicked on the Bluetooth in-ear headset, calling for a second opinion.

His call didn't even ring once before it was picked up by someone on the other side.

Just as he was about to explain the situation to whoever picked up his call, a higher-pitched male voice interrupted him.

"Why Brother Dios it's you! To whom do I owe the pleasure of having you call me first?" The man on the other side asked.

"God damn it! Why is it you, Cenci." Dios said through gritted teeth.

'I didn't call you. Fuck I called anyone who would answer, it's not my fault you have nothing better to do.' Dios thought.

His expression became increasingly unsightly, if one didn't know any better, they would think this man was on his period with level 9 cramps with no painkillers.

As if he knew what his Brother Dios was thinking, Cenci, on the other side of the call continued talking with his excited voice.

"Oh don't worry about me, no matter how busy I am, I'll always have time to pick up your calls." Cenci winked, even though Dios wouldn't be able to see him.

On the other hand, the 4 new trainees that were still with him at the moment couldn't help but shudder when they heard captain Cenci's talk with their Captain Dios.

'Does captain Cenci not want his life anymore?' was the common thought going through their minds, clearly, they didn't understand their group dynamics too well yet.

'It's a love-hate relationship,' Cenci would claim if he had heard any one of these people's thoughts. Continuing with, 'Mostly love though! I love him a whole lot, while he hates me just a little,' he would say, with a sweet smile.

As for the people on Dios's side who had joined their group much earlier, they were already used to their two captain's way of interaction.

It was nothing new and so they just ignored it, after all, speaking about your superiors behind their backs and talking about them to their face were on two completely different ballparks.

They wouldn't stop themselves from laughing when their captains weren't there but doing so when they were was just asking for a swift death.

No.

Actually, a swift death would already be considered quite merciful, they would be considered lucky if they were not mentally tortured for days.

"Well then, what does my Big Brother Dios want from me then?" Cenci continued with his honey-sweet voice, which didn't sound feminine in the least.

The corner of Dios's eyebrows twitched.

Dios had always been someone who was rather composed, at least to the outsiders he seemed to be, but in front of his people, he did hold himself back at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want a fight right now, he wouldn't refrain himself from exposing this brother of his!

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Mindtools: Murphy's law- in its simplest form, Murphy's Law states: If anything can go wrong, it will.

Author's note: In this chapter and previous ones, brother is used as a term to show camaraderie and how close their relationship is, they are not necessarily related by blood, even if they call each other 'brother'. If they are indeed blood-related siblings, you will be told.