The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 17: Dark Storm Brewing (part 2)

"It doesn't matter, we will proceed with the original plan!"

"Cool!"

"Great..."

"Oh, dear..."

"Well, better than nothing, I guess." As such, his peerage members accepted his judgement and went along with his plan.

They didn't even suspect what would become for their dear master later.

Scene Change: Kuoh: Somewhere in the city:

"Hmm, no, this is not good either." Cesare loomed over his papers, looking through the calculations once more.

"An anomaly? Possibly. But how could it hide from the church until now? A secret project I was not aware of? Or another organization? But whom? The Illuminati? Yeah, they were always trying to displace us. Or was it someone else?"

Amidst so many ideas, the exorcist can't help but sigh and leant back in his chair.

"If only I could get my hands on some real resources, I could..." But he knows all too well, the church does not trust him at all. Also, why would they entrust him with any more resources? This was a suicide mission. The higher-ups wanted him gone, yet he lives. It already became evident his survival was an unexpected annoyance for them.

"Their reaction to my survival was a sure sign, they didn't expect this." Asking for further resources allocated, or having veteran exorcists dispatched to monitor the situation also earned an odd reaction.

"Which means one of the higher-ups is in league with the perpetrator?" A possible conclusion. But who? And why would that person do that?

"I know well how deep the corruption is rooted in our organization, and wonder, why the Seraph allows it?" Are they even aware of this game? Or are they not?

"Surely, they are aware." Then why?

"More and more questions arise..." Gnawing on his cheap meal, the middle-aged exorcist scanned the reports once again.

This hotel room he stayed in was cosy. He expected worse compared to how cheap it was, located in this town's more "ramshackle" territory.

"One must admit, these devils really know how to keep their territory proper and clean." Compared to it, some richer districts in Rome and Vatican really lacked.

"Not as though it matters. What I need to concentrate on is finding answers."

"First things first, I need to take more measurements. Questioning that girl and examining her thoroughly is a must-do."

The data gathered on the scene confirmed only one thing. The undoubted potential of that girl. A natural wielder, one, who rarely ever appeared in written history. A living wonder he might call her!

"An heir of Arthur? Or another famous figure? Or something new? An anomaly? Artificial or natural affinity? Hmm..."

Is she connected to the people who wanted to kill him? Or are they even searching for her? Or even, is it just a coincidence someone like her appeared here?

"Too many questions and variables..."

"That girl... watching the recording the devils showed me proved that she probably went easy on them." After such a defeat, the young exorcists' bodies will heal. But their pride and conviction? That needs time, and effort. Maybe he should speak with them.

"Though, I am not sure they are even willing to listen."

No wonder, they still considered him a heretic.