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Volume Two The Fallen Light Chapter 89 Mossad

Late at night, on an unknown seaside cliff, stood a dark and gloomy old castle. It gave the impression that the cliff could not support such a huge castle, as if it might fall at any time.

Below the cliff is the rough sea, with waves more than several meters high constantly hitting the rocks, making a dull crashing sound, like playing a strange piece of music for a dark and gloomy castle.

This castle seems to be at least a thousand years old, and the years have left traces of time on it.

The castle has round towers, narrow windows, semicircular arches, low domes, and door frames that are picked out layer by layer for decoration. The amount of columns and vaults of various shapes is achieved.

This kind of aesthetic effect is solid, balanced, stable, and highly saturated. The narrow windows form a strong contrast with the interior space, making the interior of the castle dim and deep, giving it a sense of mystery and darkness.

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The strange thing is that the old castle can only be discovered by sight. If you close your eyes, you will not be able to perceive the existence of the old castle, not even the strong ones in the sanctuary can.

In the conference hall within the window on the top floor of the castle, a small round table was placed in the middle of the conference hall. There were some pastries and drinks on the table, and a large row of candles on a silver seven-pronged candlestick was burning.

The strange thing is that even with such a large number of candles, the conference hall cannot be illuminated. Although the light has clearly hit the object, I was surprised to find that the outline of the object was hazy and it was impossible to see the details.

There were only twelve armchairs placed around the round table. The remaining chairs were temporarily moved and were arranged in two rows some distance away from the round table. They were all filled with people wearing gray robes.

Of the twelve armchairs at the central conference table, only seven were occupied.

These seven people were all wearing black robes and cloaks, and their faces could not be seen clearly under the flickering candlelight. If they had not known that there were people on the seats, most people would not have noticed them at all.

Only the dazzling glare from the ruby ​​rings engraved with seven-pronged candlesticks and olive branches on their hands reminded everyone of the identities of the seven of them.

Member of the High Table, the supreme authority of the killer organization Mossad.

I just don’t know why there are only seven people sitting on the twelve seats.

The man in black robes sitting in the middle of the central conference table gently tapped the table with a ruby ​​ring, making a dull sound, signaling the start of the meeting.

A low, hoarse voice with an indistinguishable male and female voice came from the middle man in black robe:

"Now we start the high table meeting, Agamemnon, you come to report the situation."

A tall man in gray robe stood up from the chair under the conference table and said:

"Unfortunately, Mossad recently failed an assassination mission, which seriously damaged our reputation. Not long ago, the new emperor Peter of Aleksandr announced a reward for his sister, Princess Ekaterina.

Worth one million gold galleons. Our people found traces of Princess Yekaterina on the border of Cyril and Albrex, along with the adopted son of Grand Duke Charles, the Paladin Iloth, and a

Female Holy Knight.”

"At the border, these three people destroyed our partner, the Snow Fox Thieves Group, but the female paladin was seriously injured and on the verge of death. So we sent Double Fang, Hayate, and a team of reapers. Unfortunately, they were all killed.

Destroyed, the mission failed. Now Yekaterina, Iloth and the female paladins have entered the Rocky Mountains."

"Interestingly, that female paladin is Joan of Arc, the ironclad figure of the Holy Church's Inquisition."

After hearing these words, everyone sitting below started whispering to each other and talking in low voices.

"Yes, the main reason for the failure of this mission was an intelligence error, and someone must be responsible for it." A majestic voice came from the mouth of the members of the high table, ending everyone's discussion. "***, get over here!"

The man named *** immediately fell to his knees, his head pressed against the floor. He was the Mossad director in charge of intelligence collection, and he said tremblingly:

"According to what we recovered from the scene afterwards, Paladin Joan of Arc was not seriously injured and still had some strength left, or it could be said that she used some secret technique to recover from the serious injury. As a result, Hayate was killed by her with one blow. Double Fang and Reaper

The whole team was killed by Ilosu alone. It was because of my poor intelligence. I thought that Joan of Arc, who was seriously injured by the guided arrow, was no longer a threat."

After saying that, *** lay his head on the floor and waited for the final words.

"***There is an error in the intelligence, but this is understandable. After all, who in the Holy Realm present can recover the combat effectiveness in a short time after being severely injured by the guided arrow. Also, why do the people of the Holy Church do this?

By mixing with Catherine and the others, does the Holy Church want to hedge its bets? Isn't this a conspiracy? I think it's not just a matter of ***."

A member of the High Table came out to rescue the Intelligence Chief ***, causing everyone to be silent for a while.

A woman's hoarse voice came: "I don't care how the Iron Maiden of the Religious Inquisition recovered. I only know why the Iron Maiden's identity was not discovered, the situation was wrongly judged, and the target's strength was wrongly underestimated.

,*** must pay the price.”

Everyone knows that Shuangya and Hayate, who died due to failed mission, were the direct subordinates of this female High Table member and had great hope of joining the High Table. This was like breaking her wings, how could she not hate them.

"Everyone is aware of the situation. Let's take a vote to decide the fate of ***," said the leading member of the high table.

The remaining members of the High Table agreed, and the vote began.

The final result of the vote was that five members of the High Table believed that the murderer should not be punished by death, and only the female high table and another high table believed that the murderer should be allowed to commit suicide.

When *** saw the voting results came out, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his life was saved.

The High Table Conference Room is the most sacred meeting of the Mossad. No one is allowed to violate the results of the meeting, otherwise he will be hunted by all members of the Mossad until death.

"Okay, very good." The female high table laughed angrily. She knew that the other high table members were eager to see her direct line of power eradicated.

"In that case, I will personally take over this mission to avenge my men and restore the reputation of Mossad. As for you guys who only know how to fight among themselves, Mossad will be destroyed sooner or later.

Don’t forget how John Wick ran away!”

The female high table said disdainfully to the other high table members.

"Shut up, Seraphine." The members of the High Table who supported her stood up during a show of hands.

"I know you are protecting your own shortcomings, and you are very angry after losing two of your subordinates, but ***'s fault is not fatal, and someone else could only do this. The conspiracy of the Holy Church is something we cannot see through at the moment. I

The reason I supported you just now is entirely because we have been friends for many years. John Wick's departure was entirely due to his personal reasons, so please don't mention it again."

"Yes, Fanny, I understand your feelings and your pain. But as killers, calmness is what you need to do more at this moment. For the loss of Shuangya and Hayate, this is not only your loss,

It’s even more of a loss for Mossad. Let’s do this, I’ll make the decision, and you’ll be the first to choose this year’s seeds, how about that?”

The hoarse voice of the leader of the high table came, very gentle, but the unquestionable attitude in the words was obvious.

In fact, the female high table named Seraphine also knew that what she said was a bit too much, but the result was irreversible, so she should go with the flow.

So Seraphine expressed her position to everyone: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I'm sorry. But the task of hunting down Ekaterina and the others is still mine."

"Of course, if a legend from the shadow world takes action, it should be easy to capture. We have no objection," the leader of the high table said on behalf of everyone.

"I will fulfill my mission." After saying that, Seraphine stood up and left the conference hall.

Seeing Seraphine, whose swaying robe could not hide her graceful figure, walked out of the room, everyone fell into silence.

It is true that Seraphine's accusations cannot be said to be wrong, and they do have some schadenfreude in them, but this is indeed the time when Mossad needs to unite, and John Wick's escape cannot happen again.

As the second-ranked killer organization in the shadow world, Mossad is not only suppressed by Nightfall, the number one veteran killer organization, but also challenged by lower-ranked killer organizations.

It can be said that Mossad's situation is not very good.


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