Chapter 7: Alexander; Shauran 19th, 344SR; 11:40

Waves of dark blue water crashed against the stone port, the strong winds failed to make Alexander flinch. In front of him, a group of shock troopers in training stood, young angels who ranged between the ages of seventeen and twenty. The members of house Rael under the rank of lieutenant, we're either shock troopers, ground troopers, or naval troopers. While house Rael once controlled the logorite operation in Logos, they still contribute heavily to the military of the angels. Different houses possessed specifically three unique occupations. The Helios military itself offered engineers, spies, and alchemists, positions in the military had less benefits and status, and we're much less desired.

"Load the logorite tank into the suit through the protected hatch on the chest," Alexander instructed.

The troopers all wore an advanced suit which had a glossy white painting, the suits design depended on where they'd be doing combat. Shock troopers wore drop suits, it covered only their legs and body, but not their arms or head. On the back was a unique set of nozzles which pointed down, there was a similar nozzle on the back of the legs, both connecting through the suit to the thruster pack on the back.

They each opened up a square hatch on the front of their armor, and placed put a secured cube of logorite into the breast plate of the suit. The nozzles started to emit a blue flame. The circular white pack on the back of the suit began to spin and a green light glowed from within the objects mechanism. A humming buzz grew from all the suits activating.

"Jump and take off, hold yourself at a safe altitude," Alexander ordered.

The hum that came from each of their suits grew louder as they began to slowly rise. Two of the trainees at the end of the line tried to over perform and flew high up. Green flames spewed out of their suits filling the air with a rotten scent.

"You're going to burn out your fuel without an extended tank. Adjust your speed before you break something from the fall! Efficiency is key! Use your thrusters as minimally as possible, and always start with a jump to conserve fuel. Use enough thrust to hold yourself steady in the air enough to hit the target in the distance!" Alexander shouted.

A caravan's wheels rolled along the stone, the horse hooves clicking one after the other. Alexander turned to see Vivian exit the caravan. She walked over to the man holding the reigns to the horse and handed him a brown pouch, most likely full of gold.

"Sir, there's been an emergency. The eastern outpost was breached," Alexander heard Vivian to his left.

Alexander turned to her, 'Breached?'

"What do you mean by breached? The eastern and western outposts only went up during the middle of Grivar!" Alexander asked.

"I believe the hybrid resistance may have caught wind of the object we recovered last year in Vagril, do you think it could be the non-unified resistance?" Vivian pondered.

"Most likely not, we crushed the non-unified resistance years ago... the hybrid resistance though... they do have a straight path via the sea but the current would carry them towards Kirn..."

"Half of the alien object we recovered is missing, the scrapped parts we we're working on, many of them have been stolen."

"Half? Why half? Request a hunter from house Rover to assist you in tracking the culprit. What about the western outpost?"

"The western outpost wasn't broken into."

"Then they we're after the object... You and Bruno will watch over the eastern outpost, make sure we do not lose any more of the alien object, have Bruno bury it in stone if he must."

"This would never have happened if house Rael still had control of Logos..."

"I know, that fool Arthur has no idea how to control and incite fear in slaves."

"Well, at least that'll change after today, right? After all you've fully recovered," Vivian smiled.

"Yes, I'm sure Lord Lightbringer will see the benefit of giving back what is rightfully mines. Vivian, continue to instruct these imbeciles on how to use the drop suits effectively, the council meeting will begin soon,"

"Yes sir!"

***

White stone pillars surrounded the high court which sat at the top of the cliff, black pigeons lined themselves along the edge of the roof of the building observing all who approached. The bright afternoon sky was masked with thick grey clouds which meant it would rain soon. Waves crashed into Helios's port, Alexander looked back at the port where he stood, the shock trooper trainees and Vivian looked tiny from this distance. The distinct scent of the sea cut at Alexander's nose, he walked up the cracked steps towards the entrance of the hall, the cold breeze pressed against the right side of his face, the chilly weather didn't phase him. The sound of steps behind him broke through the waves that crashed into the port, Alexander turned and looked down the flight of stairs.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to come!" Lector scolded the young man who followed close behind.

Lector was sweating profusely however the young man behind him seemed fine.

"Sir I told Yami not to come like three times but he followed me anyway," Lector complained as he tried to catch his breath.

Alexander glanced past Lector, Yami ran forward and bowed his head down.

"I apologize Sir! I want to be the king of the angels one day and council meetings don't happen often. Please let me see the meeting!" Yami requested.

He was lean and tall, his light blue hair hadn't been cut in some time. Around his neck, a blue sash was loosely tied. 'He joined my squad last year late into the season of Vagril...' He wore the usual noble clothing however his white shirt wasn't buttoned.

"You want to be the king of the angels?" Alexander restated.

"Yes!" Yami declared confidently.

"You're naïve! Just a boy gazing at a mountain in the distance without appreciating the true size of it. If you believe yourself worthy of becoming a king, try and strike me down you runt!" Alexander offered.

"Huh?" said Lector.

Alexander stood still waiting as Yami grinned menacingly, he grabbed the sash and used it as a headband to tie his hair up.

"Alright sir, you better be ready cause I'm not gonna hold back!" Yami warned the noble.

A blue light began to appear on his shoulder and a spirit formed into a hawk. 'His gift takes the form of a spirit, thats rare,' he inhaled and the hawk took flight upwards before it tucked its wings and dived in a curved path into Yami's chest, the bird phased into him and he exhaled, bright blue wings of energy sprouted out of his back in an instant.

"Prepare yourself!" Yami roared.

The wings flapped and dust from the steps spread out in all directions, he took off and flew up the flight of stairs towards Alexander, a dark blue staff formed in Yami's hand made from the same energy as his wings and he swung it towards Alexander, 'A low sweep from the right...' Alexander raised his leg and pressed down on the staff with the sole of his boot.

Lector shielded his eyes as the impact pushed him a step backwards.

Yami was fixed in the air as he tried to pull the staff back but couldn't, he looked up to see Alexander swing his other foot towards him. Yami let go of his staff and raised his arms to block but the impact knocked him backwards with a loud smack. The angel spun through the air and flew several feet down the stairs, his wings fully spread out and he recovered while upside down, 'He's still okay? Good. '

"I'm not done yet!" Yami yelled.

He up righted himself mid air and reached forward, the staff dissipated from under Alexander's foot into a blue dust and reappeared in the boy's hand. His wings flapped and he charged back in and prepared for the same strike 'Another low sweep?'

Instead Yami jammed the staff on the ground and caught Alexander off guard. Alexander used this chance to grab the staff and swung Yami over his head through the air. Yami yelped while airborne, Alexander swung him down hard back into the stairs and he couldn't hold on anymore. There was a large crack in the step from where he crashed. then bounced off of it before he tumbled down several steps.

"Don't kill the guy," Lector advised.

Yami held his head as he stood up, his feet wobbled slightly but he stood tall, even while he wobbled he held his head up and stared at Alexander with determined eyes.

"You have heart, but you've already lost," Alexander informed him.

Yami grit his teeth at Alexander, his wings spread out once more and he stretched out his hand, 'Fool.' The staff dissipated in Alexander's hand, and once again the blue light began to appear in Yami's hand, but his arm convulsed and he dropped to his knees as he grasped his shoulder.

"Your inexperience is evident, your gift is that of multiple forms, while you are strong, constantly reconjuring a spirit's abilities drains all of your energy. If this were a real fight, your only option left would be to run or die," Alexander explained. "You are no king," Alexander told Yami.

The boy's expression sank, he tried to stand but overuse of his gift made it difficult.

"Sir... one more chance... I can do it..." Yami begged as he breathed heavily.

"I'm sure you can, fix your hair and button up your shirt. The meeting is starting soon, follow me. However if you disturb the meeting at all, you're dead." Alexander said calmly as he turned and continued up the stairs.

"Huh!" Lector uttered while he appeared dumbfounded.

Yami's face brightened. "Yes sir!" he yelled as he ran up the steps.

'Not the first time an angel bent the rules...' Alexander opened the door to the hall and walked in, the front lobby had white tiles which reflected the white light from chandeliers above, the walls were made of undamaged white stone, and the employee at the front desk was occupied by Arthur Pendragon. 'Ugh...' Alexander cringed at the sight of the younger noble, Lector and Yami followed through.

"Alexander, how have you be-"

"Shut up," Alexander cut Arthur off.

The noble walked right passed Arthur. In the middle of the room was a red carpet which curved around the corner. The clear white tiled floor was divided by the red carpet, turning the corner led to a large white door at the top of a flight of stairs. 'The last time I was here, was when we made the treaty with Yuria's retainers.'

The room was large and spacious, a circular table took up the center, a banner on one side showed a flower formed from overlapped circles, the symbol of the hybrids. On the other side of the room, a banner showed a shield wrapped by wings from behind it, this was the symbol of Helios.

Alexander looked down and saw Angela, the noble of house Rover. She leaned back in her seat with her brown leather heels on the table. Alexander took a seat beside her.

"Good morning Angela," he glanced over at her.

Angela Rover was an adult in her mid thirties, short icy blonde hair, a short sleeved white shirt with the symbol of a mask with three slashes over the eye and her eyes looked wrinkled, in fact she looked exhausted. The woman rubbed her eyes with one hand, barely capable of keeping them open, she leaned forward and rested her forehead on the table.

"What happened to you?" Alexander asked.

"My new lieutenant is such a pain... it's already taken months to properly train him, but he's just so clueless and violent," Angela groaned with her face down on the desk.

Alexander looked at Yami, a clueless wonder on his face as he observed the sword in the center of the room.

"He's just an idiot in general... by the way why'd you bring two of your lieutenants, or one... who is that? What is that on his head?" Angela pointed at Yami who analyzed the room with awe, he hadn't taken off his headband yet.

"I thought it could be a good experience for him," said Alexander.

He looked over at what Yami stared at, in the middle of the room the table surrounded a part of the earth that stuck out of the ground, a golden blade was buried deep into an oval shaped stone.

"Sir, is that the Lightbringer," Yami asked, his eyes locked onto the sword.

"Yes, the sword wielded by Ymir Lightbringer himself, first king of the angels. That very blade severed the head of Ragnarok, and brought the age of struggle to an end," Alexander answered.

"Can I try to pull it out?" Alexander and Angela glared at Yami, who was still focused on the sword.

"That sword is sacred, you will not touch it."

"Oh, has no one been able to pull it out?"

"What? Do you think it's difficult to pull it out? It's not, in fact I probably could, but that is a weapon bestowed from the celestial. And it was bestowed to a man as powerful as Ymir Lightbringer, that weapon would destroy you. Only the nobles and the current Lord Lightbringer may take hold of that sword. But I wouldn't bother. I don't need it," Alexander ranted.

Yami leaned over and looked passed Lector, who had been staring at the ceiling in a daze of boredom.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to be rude," Yami apologized.

"Wow... you can actually sit still, listen, and be respectful. Alexander can we trade recruits?" Angela joked as Arthur entered the room.

Behind him was a woman just slightly shorter than him, she had short black hair, around her arm was a red band, and over her chest was the insignia of a dragon coiled around a spear. 'Freiya Pendragon... the spy of house Pendragon...' Alexander glared at the young noble, Arthur didn't notice as he walked right by him and Angela, the two of them took a seat.

"Good morning Arthur, you're as stylish as ever Freiya," Angela greeted them.

Arthur turned his head but was met with Alexander's hateful glare, he simply stared at Alexander for a moment before he looked away. Freiya looked at her clothes as she contemplated something to herself with a confused expression.

"Good morning Angela, Alexander, Lector, and... who are you?" Arthur asked.

"Y-Yami.. Sir" the lieutenant answered.

The door opened once more and Arid Lightbringer entered, he wore a black coat over his white shirt that went down to his knees, he had hair short black hair with the front spiked upward, and narrow eyes. He held the door open as Lucifer Lightbringer walked in with Vala Grehilia, the queen of the hybrids.

She wore silver silks with white floral patterns embroidered along it in a spiral. Her black hair was very long, it fell past her shoulders and waist and flowed with her every step, that along with her curvy and elegant figure gave her appearance a mature feeling. The silks separated above her breast and exposed her neck, Alexander felt a hint of arousal when he looked at the woman's pristine skin. Her blue eyes reminded him of the ocean, especially considering how deeply you could gaze into them.

She locked eyes with Alexander as soon as she walked in 'Here she comes, careless as ever...' Lucifer walked along the other side of the room, he had worn loose white robes decorated with gold streaks, on his back the symbol of a golden blade denoted his house, his slicked back blonde hair glimmered as he pulled a chair out for the queen of the Hiria. He hadn't noticed her walk in the opposite direction to where most of the nobles sat. The kings fake smile turned awkward.

"It's been too long Alexander, you look stressed as per usual," the queen greeted.

Alexander, Arthur and Angela all stood and bowed their heads.

"Oh don't be so formal," Vala eased their tension.

"Someone of your status and power should be more formal... It's been a long time, we're honored to have you Vala," Alexander replied.

"Oh come now Alexander, relax a little, it'll be good for your wrinkles," she teased.

"Shut up..." Alexander got annoyed.

"Haha! You're the same as ever," Vala poked Alexander while she teased him.

'It's astonishing to see her act this innocently, especially after witnessing her on the battlefield... She's a monster disguised as a flower.'

Alexander turned his head away as she walked around the room, at the entrance a group of people stood glaring at the nobles. 'The Hirian clan leaders, Vala isn't serious but at least they are,' four of the six clan leaders entered the room. Alexander stood up, a large man who was at least seven feet tall took off his helmet and approached him.

"Greetings Alexander, it's an honor to be here my friend." The man had a deep voice.

With his other hand he reached forward to shake hands and Alexander did the same.

"It's more of an honor to have you here my friend, welcome Oberon," Alexander greeted.

Alexander looked down and saw the man's large hand and shook it, he was met with some resistance, he looked up towards Oberon. He wore a dark green robe over black steel battle armor, his figure looked wide due to a large shield on his back. Oberon had a brown scruffy beard and the rest of his hair was slicked back, his forehead appeared large due to his receding hairline and scars decorated his hardened face. Oberon released his hand from the handshake and he held his helmet with his other hand, two greyish white antlers extended outwards out of the black helmet. Alexander looked Oberon in the eyes, but Oberon averted his gaze, he turned and walked back around the table to the other side of the room, 'Odd...' Alexander didn't think much of it.

"Now that all the important figures are here, let us begin this council meeting," Lucifer announced as he took a seat between both parties.

Vala sat opposite to the nobles, the clan leaders sat around her, Arid sat down last after he pulled the doors shut. Alexander observed the faces around the room 'Rolo, Avery, Oberon, Carala... Raum isn't here and neither is Shina, but that girl with the blue hair and robes looks like she's here in place of Shina.' Each of the members of the hybrid clan except for Vala wore a robe covering their left shoulder, it was traditional clothing for hybrids, the color denoted their homeland. Blue for the bank of Dorad's royal guard, brown for the monks of Welis, grey for the scholars of Andurill, dark green for Baltins military, and purple for the traders of Lemen.

"The last time we held a council meeting was at least fifteen years ago, shortly after the death of Shinra Pendragon, the day we made an agreement with the deep. Yuria's treaty between the alliance and The Deep was created in order to prevent another incident where a radical pursues Abaddon for his strength," Lucifer's tone became serious.

Alexander glanced at Arthur who didn't flinch at the mention of his fathers death.

"That day was horrible... and it reminded us why we need to continue holding back Abaddon's growing forces. And thus, my first decision will be to redirect house Pendragon from governing Logos and keep them on patrol in the north to prevent an attack and provide medical assistance on the field."

Arthurs expression turned to that of confusion.

"I don't believe that's necessary. House Rael is better suited to defend against potential attacks from the demons," Arthur interjected.

"Please allow me to finish. I understand this is your first council meeting but you may raise concerns after I have fully explained the decision," Lucifer looked down at Arthur with a blank stare.

"House Rael will return to Logos as Alexander has recovered from his injuries, I understand you have focused very intently on the development of Logos, however this was only temporary. Your house's skill in medical science and healthcare is imperative on the front lines, and due to the decrease in Logorite supply, we now have a very pressing issue. Any objections?" Lucifer paused this time and glanced at Arthur.

"No... I understand the decision," Arthur stated.

Arthur simply returned a blank glare at Lucifer, 'You should've expected this brat... it was only a matter of time before I got what was mine.'

Carala Nefuk stood up at the other end of the table, she was a tall woman wearing a white full sleeved coat underneath her purple robe, her hair was tied back, and her sharp eyes looked down on Arthur. Her clothes had a visible distinction from the others, 'That woman... she doesn't seem like a warrior,' Alexander thought as he observed her neat clothes.

"Do you understand!?" the dignified woman asked with a condescending tone. "This event which took place last year was no excuse for such a brash decision. I request that the members of House Pendragon never make such a decision without further discussion with the rest of the alliance!" Carala looked quite annoyed, sounded even more so.

'Brash is putting it lightly...'

"Due to your decision, the supply of Logorite has seen significant decrease. Let me remind you that the resistance isn't gonna allow something like this slip by without taking full advantage of it!" she slammed her hand on the table.

Arthur raised an eyebrow as she lashed out at him, he just looked back at her fiery gaze and it seemed to annoy her more.

"Sorry... I'll consider my decisions next time," Arthur apologized.

Under the table Alexander could see Arthur's clenched fist.

"I don't think you are, it's not like Geral Murdok wanders your cities while you try to sleep-"

"Cara. That's enough," Oberon stopped her, he stood up and bowed towards Arthur. "I apologize for her rude remarks," said Oberon.

Carala sat down, crossed her arms and turned her head away.

"Carala," Vala called her name in a cold tone.

"Apologize for being rude. This is no place to conduct yourself in such a way," she asked once.

"I'm sorry Sir Arthur, I apologize for getting upset," Carala apologized.

Arthurs lieutenant Freiya scribbled something down in a small notebook with a black leather cover, she turned the page and dipped the tip of a feather in a small glass jar of ink.

"Lector why aren't you writing anything?" Alexander whispered to his lieutenant.

"Don't worry, I'm listening," Lector assured.

Arthur's lieutenant Freiya stood up.

"In an angel's report yesterday, a large amount of logorite was found in the mountain, he said he had mined it and it should be collected today," Freiya informed them.

"Hmmm, how much logorite was found?" Lucifer asked with a curious smile.

Carala sat back and considered the benefits of that discovery.

"In the report he said it was too much to count, but he claims it's enough for three monthly quotas," she explained.

"Three monthly quotas? Well that's more than enough, we can offer to the hybrids to make up for their recent shortage," Lucifer chuckled.

"May I ask something First lieutenant?" Arid suddenly raised his hand, "Why was an angel mining?" he asked with an intense focus.

"Uh, he's a graduate of military school who was recently sent to house Pendragon for scout training, in the report he said he went to assist the non-unified who were still mining," Freiya answered.

Arid squinted as he leaned back in his chair and contemplated something.

"Please show me the report afterwards," Arid requested.

Freiya nodded and sat down, she shivered slightly in her seat.

"Now that that's taken care of," Lucifer slid a sheet of paper to the side and picked up the sheet under it and read.

"The logorite was an issue, but not the primary reason why we called this meeting. The reason we called this meeting revolves around Geral Murdok's escape... I hate to see the infamous criminal released... but it is in fact true, the man who is the head of Hiria's black market is back," Lucifer explained.

Vala leaned forward and looked to her left towards the blue haired woman.

"Riva, please provide your report on Murdok," Vala asked.

"Understood," she replied and stood up.

Riva stood just under six feet, she was much younger than the rest of the clan leaders 'Considering she was allowed to attend this meeting in place of Shina... they seem to have a lot of faith in her'. Her blue hair was tied back in a ponytail which reached down past her neck, her blue eyes we're alluring but her expression remained calm, she stood up straight and repeated the contents of her report even though she had no paper in front of her. Alexander noticed on her waist was a long sheathed sword with a silver hilt and handle wrapped in a blue fabric 'That's a fang of Ginpa but judging from the size, she holds one of the two front fangs. Someone like her can use that blade? It's obvious why they trust her then.'

"On Shauran 14th, we received notice from the warden Jira Bagat at Lemen that the prisoner in question began chanting something in his cell. 'He is coming, he is coming' was what he said, over and over." Riva explained.

Angela leaned forward intrigued by the report.

"He continued to say this for several hours according to the prison guards, until during the night when he concluded his chant by saying: Jack," she added.

"What?!" Alexander jumped in his seat with a horrified expression on his face.

Arthur, Alexander and Lector's expressions all changed to shock the moment they heard that name.

"He ended his chant with the name Jack, the guards were alarmed by this but the next message we received was not from Jira, but from Raum Septirion that half the prison was destroyed. Jira Bagat was found dead with an unknown type of wound," Riva said.

"Destroyed? What do you mean?" Arid repeated.

"It may be hard to believe, but I saw it myself. Half the prison is gone, reduced to rubble. Geral's cell as well as many renowned hybrid criminals we're part of the prison which had been demolished," Riva answered.

Alexander glanced over at Arthur whose eyes were just as wide.

"Jack... Jack who," Lector asked curiously.

"He only said Jack according to the guards." Riva replied.

"The leader of the royal guard; Shina could not be present as she is continuing to investigate the missing culprit and is working on apprehending him. Other noteworthy names that are missing: Iris Garo, Banhu Uunan, and multiple descendants of Tyra escaped. Their cells were in the part of the prison that was destroyed, their bodies weren't found either," she concluded and sat down.

"Thank you Riva." Vala said.

'Jack... why did he say Jack...'

"Didn't you say something about someone named Jack a few years ago?" Lector whispered to Alexander but he remained frozen as he stared into space.

'Jack?... she really said Jack... this can't be a coincidence...' Freiya stood up and walked over to Arid, she handed the report to him and he analyzed it, his eyes went wide and the paper crumpled slightly as he gripped it 'What if that dream did mean something... I need to get back to Logos!'

"We will dispatch House Rael and Pendragon to assist with apprehending Geral. If the situation demands it, Houses Rael and Lightbringer will join to assist," Lucifer explained and turned to his last page, he looked at it with a blank stare for a few seconds before he took a deep breath.

"The final matter I would like to bring up is the object House Rover recovered several years ago, Angela, if you would be so kind," Lucifer gestured to Angela who stood up with her hands in her pocket.

"After analyzing the object, there was a lack of ether material present and we came to the conclusion that it wasn't created by the celestial, we have never seen an object like that before though," Angela picked up a paper with a drawing on it.

"In Arthurs report he described that there had been tracks which led from the object to Logos, however no one was ever found," Angela slid the paper down the table.

Alexander picked it up and analyzed it. It was an extremely detailed sketch of the interior of the object, it resembled the exact scene. 'Angelas lieutenant Leo must have drawn this.' he thought as he analyzed the exact same details from that scene a year ago. Alexander passed the paper down to Lector who analyzed it, instead of passing it to Yami, he walked over to Arid and handed it to him, Yami looked slightly lost, but Lector didn't say anything.

"What Arthur said matches the scene, if you look at the picture there is a dried blood stain across the interior, whatever was inside this thing was injured and it escaped somewhere into the continent of Kamino. We don't know where this thing could be but we haven't heard anything about this thing," Angela explained.

The paper made its way around to Rolo, he wore a grey robe over a black vest, his collar covered the lower half of his face, leaving only his red eyes visible and his messy black hair. Judging from his hair, the lack of energy in his eyes, he was a very lazy person.

"You checked Logos correct?" Rolo asked, his voice a little hard to hear.

"Yes, an interesting trait of the blood was that it produced a similar substance to Logorite... but with an energy yield at least twice as large. We followed the tracks back to Logos, however the trail went dry in the town," Angela added.

Vala looked concerned upon hearing that, she turned to Oberon who looked equally concerned. Carala leaned over and looked at the picture as well.

"This... this happened the day Sir Alexander suffered an injury?" Carala questioned.

She looked at the scar on Alexander's neck and then turned to Arthur.

"Did you find anything or anybody?" Carala asked Arthur.

"No, I was assisting house Rael and Rover in the search, after searching every house in Logos we found nothing," Arthur replied.

Carala's expression made it evident she had doubts as soon as she knew Arthur was involved, but she held her tongue. She handed the paper to Vala who only looked at it for a second and then handed it to Avery Sun.

She had short brown hair that didn't go further than her neck, her robe was brown but she wore a black vest underneath similar to Riva, the dark color was offset by her large gold necklace and earrings. Her skin was slightly tanned and her muscles were well defined despite her slim appearance. Alexander was quite focused on her green eyes, they were like emeralds. She put her hand to her chin while she analyzed the picture.

"Damn this is really well drawn... So what happened to it? Did you leave it there or did you move it?" Avery questioned.

"House Lightbringer took the unidentified object in for further investigation." Arid answered.

"We concluded that this object had to have come from another world. The object was labeled 'Imperial Dragoon' in our own language though, we are unsure of what this may mean," Angela concluded.

Avery handed the paper down to Riva with a confused look, "Imperial Dragoon..." she repeated to herself in thought.

"Forget that it's from another world... it's been on the loose for a year..." Oberon shook his head.

"We could be far too late for all we know... it's out there as we speak, the demons may have even found it.." the large man added.

Alexander stood, the eyes in the room all locked onto him. "There is another issue, the eastern outpost where the unidentified object was stored was broken into," said Alexander.

"What?" Angela expression turned to shock.

"We are still investigating, half of the object is missing, with the added information that Geral has escaped. It's safe to say the resistance is on the move once more." Alexander explained.

The room went silent, the danger of this situation was becoming more and more evident.

"We should check Logos again," Lector broke the silence.

Lector leaned forward and rested his elbows on the desk, he had an expression that Alexander had never seen before. Everyone in the room turned to the spy of house Rael.

"Logos has been secure for a year, there's no reason to check it," Arthur replied.

"Why do you think Logos should be checked again?" Carala asked curiously.

"House Rael was still responsible for replacing Logos's workforce, of course we take any newborn children to keep the population stable," Lector started his explanation.

The members of the room continued to listen, Lector glanced at Alexander.

"A woman was giving us a hard time yesterday, that's not my point however. The house across from hers is inhabited by an individual named Jack," Lector pointed out.

Heads turned around the room.

"Jack Eldritch, his family, was executed for treason over a year ago. Do note, i'm not saying it's the same Jack that Murdok is chanting about," Lector added.

Carala turned to Vala before she turned back to Lector.

"T-There could be multiple people with the name Jack, how are you so sure?" Carala objected.

"I'm not sure, but I think it's worth looking into," Lector added as he stood up to stretch, he turned away from the group and walked towards a table in the corner.

"His parents were executed for destroying the entrance to the mines, then he was transferred. Not too long after on Vagril 6th last year, the entrance to the mines was found destroyed again," Lector explained.

The table Lector approached had multiple upside down cups and a glass jug of water neatly assorted on it, the white table cloth had.

"Why was Jack not apprehended first lieutenant?" Oberon asked.

"My name's Lector, we don't actually know if it was him," the spy filled a glass with clear water.

"Anyone else need some water, it's really dry in here," he faced everyone while he nonchalantly sipped the cup.

"Alexander already executed the criminal responsible for the mines," Arthur interjected.

"Ok.. and?" Lector asked.

Arthur glared at Lector intensely, but Lector didn't phase, his eyes stayed locked on Arthurs as if a conversation was going on between them that no one else could hear 'What are you trying to do Lector?'

"It'd be a waste of resources-"

"That we have to spare!" Lector cut him off while looking at Lucifer.

Lector sat down and put his glass on the table 'That's the first time I saw Lector show some spine, at least it was at that brat though.'

"Rolo, Avery, Riva; assist the search in Logos. Oberon, Carala; we will go to Andurill, there may be movement from the resistance for the upcoming festival. You three should be enough," Vala instructed.

"Huh?!" Rolo scoffed as he leaned forward.

"Rolo, while we're here we will assist them, on the off chance what came out of the object is in Logos, we don't know what we're dealing with," Vala explained.

"Wait, hang on I don't wanna miss the festival prep-"

"That is an order," Vala said coldly.

Rolo slumped in his seat. "Understood..." he mumbled in his depression.

"Oh come on Rolo it'll be fun," Avery tried to comfort the sad clan leader.

"Very well, I will rejoin the guard in Andurill," Riva confirmed she'd assist.

"Well, that was most of the topics I wanted to cover but I think what we have going is good. How about we get out of this stuffy room shall we," Lucifer concluded the meeting.

"Please join us in the dining hall down stairs, we've prepared a feast according to your accommodations," Arid offered as he stood up and opened the doors.

"We welcome your hospitality Noble houses," Vala accepted the offer.

Arthur remained in his seat, contemplating something to himself. Lucifer rose.

"Alexander, I want you to take charge of scouting Logos and the surrounding towns. The other captains will be ready for communication via Lector," Lucifer ordered.

Alexander stood up and walked out of the room, Lector and Yami followed as the hybrids in the room all made their way to the exit. 'Jack... why do you keep appearing...'