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Chapter 1984: One Way Ticket

The others were holding in their laughter, knowing that if they were to express their faces straight, the humiliation of the Immigration office would be more than just a laughing stock.

They gambled that Kraft and the foxes were lying, but to see a senior manager able to fulfill their request. They were in shock. Since when was a senior manager was capable of giving such luxurious flights to these Chinese.

And that was also how one of the agents had once again had something grabbing their balls to question the senior manager on the validity of the luxury plane or if was it something that the agency needed to know about.

"Oh, my bad. This is an old coat from the office. I didn't force them to change my status mainly due to the fact that I do not usually come here. Honestly did not expect to see Brother Kraft as well and perhaps this lucky coincidence was something that needs to be celebrated." The senior manager said as he pulled out his name card and gave it to the immigration officer.

Aside from his name, the agent receiving the business contact card was shocked to see that he was actually an associate director of ITA Airways.

These director levels would not even bother to come to the airport offices to check but this was an outlier of their usual behaviour because the immigration agency had been bugging them for flights that even the senior manager of the branch was not able to handle it.

So happened, this particular associate director had a returning flight to Rome and had decided to step in and solve any mishaps that the immigration agency had made. Not to mention, to see 'Brother Kraft' and to learn that he was one the few who asissted with Rome's capital wide emergency, He had no choice but to step in and call out the immigration officers.

"I would close an eye for you guys mainly due to the fact that we are not acquainted and it is also my fault for using such an old name tag. But the treatment of Brother Kraft is one thing I cannot tolerate." The associate director remarked with a stern look.

"You did not see him in action and you believe his words?" The immigration officers felt that every time one of them opened their mouth, more shit would to happen.

"Of course, I know Brother Kraft's capabilities to the minute details. Why else would you think I would call him my brother? But right now, not only do you use your authority to barge your way through my airline companies, sugarcoat, and subsequently threaten my staff.

And now to know that my brother friends were being treated this unfairly, it looks like a normal complaint letter might not suffice." The associate director said as he ordered one of his employees to take down the names of the officers who were present.

"We do not answer to you."

"Neither will our refund policy for those economy tickets are now turned into 1st class tickets by my authority. Brother Kraft, you will be taking the 12pm flight back. Let me get a reservation spot for you in the airport's finest lounge along with your friends.

We will cater you some food considering what you had were mere crumbs of bread." The associate director said as he pointed at Evon who was chewing on a piece of stale like bread. (Yeah, so much for buying fresh bread in the first place.)

That meant the immigration agency did not need to waste any more money on the trip as everything else had been provided free by ITA Airways. All they need to realise is that they will be losing face but pride is much easier to swallow than losing money.

"Whatever," Was the sigh of the immigration agents and they felt that they did not need to spend any more time than this but just a written complaint from ITA Airways. It was business as usual to them.

If they wished to blame someone, they could have blamed the national intelligence for giving such terrible information handover when they were to get the 'prisoners'. But even the intelligence agent who had brought bread knew that it was those immigration agents who wanted to show their muscles and authority since they were unable to do so outside of the airport and their premises.

If they wished to blame, the national intelligence agents would have already created something to counter them.

However, that was not Jin's problem nor was it the foxes. They were happy that they managed to outsmart the authorities and get a sweet ride home. They would not be able to have done so if they did not take any risk trying to trick them too.

So, aside from the occasional lockups in fairly bearable environments, they were able to get a 15 million euro reward for their efforts as well as a nice plane ride home. This was Jin's first time to ride such a luxurious plane and it happened to be the foxes too. Most were so used to portals that they never thought of riding a plane, much less a private flight experience.

That experience was further compounded by the fact that this was the first time they were invited to a private lounge with the high class society etiquette.

Initially, Brother Kraft wished to decline the offer since they were not dressed appropriately and the associate director's one phone call was enough to get them into a private room within the private lounge to have all the food and choices Italy could offer. It was undoubtedly an experience not to be forgotten and that experience stretched across the smooth immigration process.

The agents as much as they were pricks to Jin and the Foxes had done what was promised and did give them an expedited process through immigration. One could say that they literally closed 'two of their eyes' to make this group transition process smoothly.

Nothing much of the flight could be said under than a good long rest. Jin was expecting some discussions between the Foxes after what he had talked to them about, but it looked like the fatigue finally hit everyone after a sumptuous good meal. It felt as if they transited through time and space through the long rest and reached Shenzhen Bao An International Airport in the blink of an eye.

"Gosh, the food was so good as well. I must say, their Chinese food beats some of our own local stalls hands down." Pei said as she was stretching her hands when she was out of the plane along with the others.

"As long as Lynn could still win over your heart, I have no qualms." Jin teased and Pei grabbed him by the shoulders and told him not to worry.

"Her food will always remain number one in my heart. There is no fight about that, my dear master." Pei said and they realised that Kong Rong was there waiting for them to arrive.

"Did we do something wrong again?" Jin asked and Kong Rong merely smiled while shaking his head.

"You did nothing wrong. In fact, you have elevated China's standing once more. That dimensional instance was something that no one could ever have done. And you even rescued those that could be rescued within that short time frame. I can imagine the losses would be so much more."

"So, I am guessing our immigration process would be rather smooth-ish too?" Ixel asked which Kong Rong gave the Foxes his guarantee. Unlike those people there, our connections between agencies are a little more ...agile and robust. Besides, our dear master here is one of the unnamed Royal Zodiacs Clan Heads.

There is no way we would be able to give such a terrible reception to the heroes of Italy, no?"

"I assume that they would be blowing their toots with this considering how the government loves achievements," Rex said and Kong Ron unwillingly nodded his head.

"They wanted to present and give a grand welcome to you. But it seems like you beat them at their game and managed to return on the day they received the news."

"It was a waste of time, all these procedures and political ramifications. If it was not because of Jin, I would not have bothered." Kraft yawned but it was not a lie he enjoyed his time since he was not the one who was forced to stay in a safe house. The rest of the Foxes wished to give him a slap in the face but they had enjoyed the last leg enough to ignore whatever that Devil of a fox had said.

"But you are not here because of welcoming me back, right? Is something a matter?"

"I might have found our dear Banned Emperor Terrorist who had planted those demons into Italy...for we are going to a certain part of south Asia to find him. In terms of competence, the Italians are rather good with overseas connections rather than connecting themselves from within." Kong Rong said and asked if Jin wished to follow him.